I know my posting has started slacking off again...I just can't seem to think of ways to make the "mundane" things of daily life to be "exciting and fascinating". I mean, how many ways can you say: "I made lunch today...", "I washed several piles of dishes...", "I did Granddaddy's laundry (plus some)...", "I 'baby-sat' Granddaddy...", etc.
Anyways, I've been rather busy with this that and the other. One of the biggest and most important daily tasks that everyone takes part in (some more than others--depending on time of day, what's going on, and such like) is keeping a constant watchful eye or ear on Granddaddy. He is still out of his head a fair bit of the time--that or asleep. He fell asleep over breakfast several time...wake him up and not three minutes later, he was asleep again. It's almost funny to watch him in one of his out of his head, half-asleep moments "eating"...I guess he must be hungry. I was folding clothes earlier and I glanced over at him and I do declare, I think he was folding clothes too! That rather tickled me...
He doesn't like the buckle on his chair, so sometimes I get downright stern with him about leaving it on. I plain and simple would rather argue with him multiple times a day about it than have him hit the floor on his noggin.
Granddaddy is doing a little better than last week/earlier this week...he's picked up where he left off with the habit of going back and forth to the table (though not quite so frequently). I really work on that not bugging me.
I was pretty out of it yesterday, tired and inarticulate so I didn't do any reading. I felt like I wasted a huge chunk of time, but I guess I didn't function too badly for the way I felt--I did all of my usual "chores" (chores does not have a negative connotation to me, thus the quotations) and made lunch. Seems like I did something else too, but I can't remember what it was. Oh, yes I do! I peeled the rest of the apples! I had four grocery sacks full to do this week and I got three of them done on Wednesday. I would have done them all on Wednesday, but I ran out of crockpots.
Anyways, I wonder if I ought not go stare at the stove and figure out what's for supper...Mama just mentioned something about supper in the other room, so maybe she knows what we're supposed to be eating. Either way, I have to put something in my stomach because it's burning again.
Cheerio!
Anyways, I've been rather busy with this that and the other. One of the biggest and most important daily tasks that everyone takes part in (some more than others--depending on time of day, what's going on, and such like) is keeping a constant watchful eye or ear on Granddaddy. He is still out of his head a fair bit of the time--that or asleep. He fell asleep over breakfast several time...wake him up and not three minutes later, he was asleep again. It's almost funny to watch him in one of his out of his head, half-asleep moments "eating"...I guess he must be hungry. I was folding clothes earlier and I glanced over at him and I do declare, I think he was folding clothes too! That rather tickled me...
He doesn't like the buckle on his chair, so sometimes I get downright stern with him about leaving it on. I plain and simple would rather argue with him multiple times a day about it than have him hit the floor on his noggin.
Granddaddy is doing a little better than last week/earlier this week...he's picked up where he left off with the habit of going back and forth to the table (though not quite so frequently). I really work on that not bugging me.
I was pretty out of it yesterday, tired and inarticulate so I didn't do any reading. I felt like I wasted a huge chunk of time, but I guess I didn't function too badly for the way I felt--I did all of my usual "chores" (chores does not have a negative connotation to me, thus the quotations) and made lunch. Seems like I did something else too, but I can't remember what it was. Oh, yes I do! I peeled the rest of the apples! I had four grocery sacks full to do this week and I got three of them done on Wednesday. I would have done them all on Wednesday, but I ran out of crockpots.
Anyways, I wonder if I ought not go stare at the stove and figure out what's for supper...Mama just mentioned something about supper in the other room, so maybe she knows what we're supposed to be eating. Either way, I have to put something in my stomach because it's burning again.
Cheerio!
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