Sunday, November 13, 2011
On return, my dad has no laundry and the people who are scheduling my parents both in therapy and in personalized living have no system and again, I go ballistic. I have now eliminated all fun activities for myself, i.e. politics, writing, book club, luncheons, lunch group and I'm trying to figure out a way to get through out of town company during Thanksgiving and somehow pull the mountain house back together. I'm up there for two of the five weekdays and it's payback when I return. My father is out of underwear, and he's bored. Yikes. Plus I have to take care of the kids' dog which means running home to walk him in the middle of chores.