This is my pal Bert, who always tries to help me have a GOOD day even though he drools like a toothless old man! Oh well, it's just "sugar" right?:
Matter of fact, it was a BAD day. Enjoy the video! It made me feel better! The animals always do that for me!
Woke up this afternoon, and started doing some stuff (the "Hell-Hole" is in a shambles, and that is highly unusual for me, because I never come back off vacation to a dirty apartment!)such as cleaning, picking up and washing.
Because these days my cleaning chores have no rhyme or reason, I tend to jump from one thing to another and basically just move things around a bit with some stuff finding its way into the trash can where it may not need to be.
Example: Recently I bought a new computer sound system which came with a $40 mail-in rebate as along as you send a copy of the invoice.
Tore the invoice off the side of the box, laid it aside (or so I thought) to take to work with me later and then 5 minutes later could not find it.
Guess where it was?
Right. In the trash.
What else made it a tough day was that I couldn't focus.
Example: Tried to log into one of my credit card accounts, but forgot the password. That isn't so bad in itself, because we all do that, right?
What made it difficult was making a new password and typing it in the second time for verification. I had to do it three times before I got it right, and here's why: as I was typing in the password, I didn't forget the word itself, but I forgot the order of the letters - a kind of "Did I just type that letter?" - kinda thing.
So what are ya gonna do about that, Bill?
I have said from the beginning of this blog that I plan to be proactive, and that has not changed.
Tomorrow (Monday) I plan to contact the closest Alzheimer's office and ask them for help, because I obviously need someone to help me set up my place differently so that things don't get lost and since I live alone, I believe it to be important for a sense of well-being to know where things are and where they should be put. I'll let you know how that works out! :)
Last but not least, I decided today was a "crisis" day and couldn't wait to get back to work, where I could relax (in my very high-stress job).
How's that for an oxymoron: "Going to work so I can relax"?
Have a great week, and be careful if you're driving in the holiday traffic!