It was 3 AM. I was sound asleep when I got a call from mom.
“What day is it?” mom asked, foregoing any pleasantries.
I laughed. Oh god!
“Mom, it is late Friday night, early Saturday morning!”
“I woke up and didn’t even know where I was,” she said, sounding confused and then hung up abruptly.
Well, after waking up some, I drove over to get my sodas. They weren’t on the porch. Disappointment central! Mom is really having a time with her mental illness these days and is usually completely out of it. My father is extremely concerned about her. She’s been so sick.
Dawn of the Dead…
When I woke up this morning due to mom’s phone call, Maggie was sound asleep next to me. I kept smelling something putrid as I lay there listening to the radio. I leaned over to smell Maggie. Dear God! Maggie reeked. She must have gotten into something dead in the backyard. Why do dogs like stinky, dead stuff? lol Well, I casually pushed Maggie off the bed. She looked at me like, “What’s wrong? You never do that!” She got a warm bath when I got back from my fruitless trip to get my sodas. Now, she smells like dead stuff and Irish Spring soap. Oh well.
Schedule Du Jour…
Here is the schedule I made out for myself. I am only half-heartedly sticking to it. Getting up at three doesn't help. My friend Gittermommie says I am going to drive myself crazy trying to stick to it. The OCD person in me geeks out about it though! lol
6:00 - 7:00 Diet Cokes and radio
7:00 - 7:30 Breakfast and radio
7:30 – 10:00 Reading, browsing, radio and blogging
10:00 – 12:00 Computer gaming
12:00 – 12:30 Lunch
12:30 – 2:00 Nap Time
2:00 – 5:00 Maggie’s walk
5:00 – 5:30 Supper
5:30 – 6:00 Shower and shave
6:00 – 6:15 Sunset of the day photo, blogging
6:15 – 8:00 Reading and music
8:00 – 9:00 Computer gaming
9:00 – 9:30 Snack
9:30 – 10:00 Dad, medications and feeding Maggie
10:00 – 11:00 Browsing, Magazines, Music, and Reading