And I thought I was doing so well :) I got up this morning attended to Larry's needs, hopped in the shower, put on make-up (I seriously cannot tell you the last time I put on make-up even my standard mascara because my allergy has been so bad this year) AND high heels (last time was for a Christmas) party. Managed to get myself out the door, drive to the venue only to discover that today was not Oct. 1.
Tomorrow, Oct. 1, there is a luncheon honoring my oncologist Dr. Fun. She is retiring from practice, sob, moving to Southern CA, sob, sob, and going into cancer research, ok this is a good thing.
It did result in me remembering to call Marissa to wish her happy 18th birthday, I would have probably totally forgotten.
sorry had to stop momentarily to rescue a mouse from Emme, she is suitably pissed and still checking in the kitchen because she KNOWS it was there. I think this might have been her very first capture. I told her how wonderful she was but mice belong outside, not inside - she won't even let me pet her.
Larry continues to amaze me. There's really very little I need to do for him, except he is at my mercy when it come to getting his brace on. That one thing he can't do himself.
I, on the other hand, am pretty sure I left half my brain at one of the hospitals along the way and am totally exhausted. Dr. Sanity assures me these are perfectly natural reaction to the events of the last 6 - 8 weeks and I will recover after I catch up on my sleep.