If you can’t eat it or play with it, just pee on it and walk away.
Wanna go out and play?
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I did manage to trim one honking big branch off the magnolia tree. Came close to injuring myself but close isn’t doing it. I am injury free.
I have three branches to go, but I think the largest one will need a professional with a much bigger chain saw.
Jumped out of my skin when The Curmudgeon fell upstairs a little while ago. He shook the entire house. He’s fine, but my heart is still racing.
He even woke Lucy from a sound sleep. Gavin, however, did not hear a thing. He’s still snoring.
Spent most of my afternoon seated in the car dealership waiting for my van’s inspection to be done.
So glad I had my Kindle and MP3 player with me. It helped to pass the time in a hurry. Almost wish they’d taken a bit longer.
Lucy and Gavin acted like I’d been gone a week when I got home. Got to love the pups!
The house smelled terrific since I’d started a beef roast in it before I left.
The Curmudgeon spent the time I was gone napping so he didn’t miss me a bit.
At least my van is inspected and I don’t have to worry about that for another year.
I feel as though I need to walk on eggs around here. Don’t breathe too hard or get my hopes up.
Two days of him not on the floor seems too good to be true.
I have to get my car inspected today so he’d better be okay on his own for an hour or two. Taking my MP3 player and Kindle along and sitting in the waiting room while they do it. A bit of a break for me.
I might even grab a late lunch somewhere. Alone.
The upcoming week is looking like the heat and humidity will crank up again. This usually means he’ll be having more bad days.
It only takes him making one poor decision to go beyond the
I don’t even get to enjoy the outdoors lately.
Who can go outside and work in the yard when he falls at the drop of a hat?
I hate walking in and finding him crashed on the floor.
I can’t exactly tie him to his chair now can I?
Lucy tries though.
At least we had a clear sky to see the full moon. The last few full moons, we had rain and heavy cloud cover.
I wish I could have enjoyed the full moon while standing on a beach.
Gorgeous moon, lovely clear sky, peace in the household tonight.
Happiness to you all.
Today I didn’t have the heavy burden of helping The Curmudgeon go upstairs, bending his stiff legs, placing his feet on the stair after each step, steadying his progress, and keeping him from falling.
He managed to walk around with his walker or cane and take care of himself most of the day. When I woke up and came down I requested he not talk to me. I needed silence.
I, unfortunately, have spent the day on the verge of tears all day. Had to disappear a few times to take care of them. I was emotionally shot and physically exhausted.
Had to help him go upstairs. This is a long, slow process on his bad days (like today) he has to go up one stair at a time on his butt. No, we don’t have a lift of any sort and no, there’s no bedroom on the first floor.
Had to get a neighbor to help get him from the top of the stairs to his bed. I’d run out of gas by then. Thank you Susan.
The rest of the day consisted of running up and down stairs every five minutes to either empty his pee bottle or help him with something else.
It’s been a two laundry load day, he misses his bottle once in a while–which means going up and down the cellar steps and up and down the stairs to the second floor.
In and out with the dogs all day.
No sooner would my butt hit a chair when He’d holler for me again.
Hotter than blue blazes outside but I did manage to fill three garbage barrels with trimmings from the magnolia tree. Wish someone would come by with a chain saw and some energy, there are some larger branches that need removing.
Still need to find someone who can work with cement and fix the porch before winter.
Once I did get a chance to sit down, I browsed houses for sale on the Alabama coast…
Time to open a bottle of wine…
I have too much going on at home right now and need to take a week or so off from here.
Explanations will follow later.
Be kind to yourselves.
Gavin and Lucy send their wagging tail greetings.
I’m not sure what to write about.
The last few days have been filled with more crap than usual.
Long, slow days of heated discussions and overblown emotions.
The dahlias on the front porch are continuing to bloom. As are the rest of the flowers. Lucky for them that I have, so far, remembered to water them daily.