Well, it seems the last couple of days have been a wash. Well, not altogether. The wine rack and the cupboard where my casseroles and serving dishes are clean!! The only non-wine-related stuff in the rack is a wicker tray holding paper products - plastic wrap, etc. I'll find another place for it soon. Then I get to fill up the rack. And the cupboard now also holds the two enamel-cast iron pieces I own.
Today is Mackenzie's birthday and I'm also at work, so not much will be accomplished today. I think I can live with that. I'll be able to finish the last fingerless mitt on my needles tonight during the movie, so that's progress in another area.
Yesterday was my day at Mom's, and that is never a wasted day. Every time I see her now, I'm reminded that I won't have her forever. The twelve days I've guaranteed her out of the year to come is a paltry number. I wish I could commit to more, but my schedule would just lead to disappointment, so I won't go there. But I could call her more often. I don't like chatting on the phone, but that's no excuse. So for the next month, I'll commit to once a week. My goal will be to bump it up from there.
Rosanne was not well yesterday; she's had a couple of stressful days and she felt in danger of going into a manic attack. She called her psychiatrist and set up an appointment for today. To get ready for that, we had to go have her blood drawn. Since I planned to go to Mother's, I took Rosanne along. That way she didn't have to be alone and afraid and I didn't have to worry about her. While we were there, I took her to Ross and we bought her a nice pair of jeans and a new top. I spent the last of my Christmas money, but it's a small sacrifice. My mom does it for me all the time. Today, Rosanne's better. Her doctor is going to adjust her meds a little, and he told her to get rid of as much stress as she can. I'm going to make sure she shares this with her therapists next week. The crazy boyfriend is holding her back.
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