Tonight

I didn't hear back about the hospital evaluation for my mom. But, I did get some things straightened out with her medications. She seemed calm and happy tonight. My dad said she was very sweet today. They went out for lunch, and the only thing that upset her was that they forgot to bring Grace. Grace is her twin sister, who also has Alzheimer's. They haven't seen each other in decades.

When I got back from visiting with my mom and dad, I started working in my 'rooms' in the basement.

I cleared my shop table of boxes and plan to use it for less delicate projects. I found some old dining room table pads to cover some of it. There is a lovely florescent light fixture over it, and a large peg board to the side. Really, truly, I am making progress in there! I've even moved in an old dresser, and have empty boxes on top of it so I can get it all sorted properly.

In the other room I'm working to set it up for card making and 'cleaner' projects, like sewing. It amazes me that all of this room - THREE rooms - are MINE! And, I could do all this with THGGM in sight (he was watching tv in front of a very warm and cozy fire in the fireplace). Oh, and I kept feeding that hungry washing machine, which is just across the hall.

Now, the one really weird thing about this. To get to the basement is like going outside. We must leave the warmth of the main floor, travel through a FREEZING cold breeze-way and down into the basement. I do think THGGM will be rethinking where he takes his shower in the morning.

That was my evening. Still unpacking boxes.