D Selby Designs

I thought the worst part of elder care would be about bodily functions. I was wrong. The tediousness of saying the same thing(s) repeatedly, and listening to the same response(s), and not pursuing one challenging avenue of thought is exhausting. I feel like one of those toddlers you see with a harness and leash, but my leash is tied to the walker of an 89-year old trying (or not trying) to get her new hip joint to work.

I used to cajole Mom into staying up later than 8 PM, but now I wait with baited breath each night for Final Jeopardy.

Watched the DVD of HBO’s John Adams, and it was so smart and current and provacitive (for the record, it took a full minute to come up with that word) that I hungered for each new episode. I’d read David McCullough’s book, so I was able to share with Greg and Zach my prodigious insight. Just when I realized I am that self-important boor I assiduously avoid at all costs, Zach said, “I wish I knew as much history as you do.” So much nicer than, ’shut your pie-hole, old woman.’

Greg is in Tennessee working, and his new assistant is (drum roll) Carey! She’s helping him set up some new departments in stores this week, so he not only has help, but has someone who can tell him to slow down. He over-did it last week, and spent the weekend with severe muscle cramps.

Thanks for letting me vent. I hear the ‘clank-clank-clank’ of the walker, so it’s time for Breakfast Conversation #413. Second verse, same as the first.

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