It would seem that we are going through a stressful time right now.
That is, if you measure both our short-term memories.What have we lost so far? A lot of things including keys, but glasses are a big player in this equation.We are still running off of the ” going through a stressful time” bit which contributes to short-term memory taking a walk and getting lost. If only that is ALL that it will do, because reading about dementia is really scary stuff.
So pardon me, I have to go off now and pray to St.Anthony for glasses to show up.
I have got to laugh.
**I know, I’ll laugh at any excuse I can get**
People have been announcing to me that tomorrow is the first day of spring. I know we are all tired of winter,but hey, on MY calendar, Thursday is the first day of spring.
Actually, Spring begins today when one of my best buddies has her birthday.
Denise was kind enough to be my maid of honor for our wedding, and although I won’t say how long I have known her for, she started working with me when she was a little over 21.
We have been through a lot together and she is the best honorary baby sister I could ever hope for.
Happy birthday Denise.
Talk about getting a free pass.
My employer has given everyone the day off due to weather.
In the meanwhile I am worrying about Jim making it out to work in the snow and sleet, have been channeling Saint Anthony for something important I seem to hopefully misplaced**God forbid,fear lost** and am just feeling pretty bad.
We are still waiting for the certificate of occupancy for Undisclosed Deux;the stress is still hanging over the two of us like a guillotine.I am looking out at the Blessed Mother statue in my Mom’s yard and the snow is up to her hands.**sigh**
If I didn’t have the fur girls, you can rest assured I would be back in bed…
Can’t use the excuse that I have too much on my mental plate, as caregiving of Mom is long done.
I blame the Cil lifestyle currently known as nomadic life, aka, moving.
We have tried to arrange things to some degree but with limited space it is hard to do.
Things that we have put in one place, well, then we have to make space for other stuff and then you want to get rid of things that need to be trashed..and so on and so on.
I just have to come out and say it that my life is currently a huge ” Dear St.Anthony “. I can’t tell you how many times a day I have to get the wheels in motion with it.Jim and I will actively scour for whatever it is and eventually we do find it. But what a job: it’s like we have nothing else to do during our day.
Things eventually,er,hopefully,will settle down, but they can’t do it quick enough for me.
New house means uber-organization, because I have had enough of this crap.
Thanks for reading ..**climbing down off my soap-box**