Night before last, I dreamed that I was called to come get my mother’s body. I was going to take it and put it on someone’s bed (don’t ask me who because I don’t know). When I got there, she was lying in a hallway and had a very blue cast to her skin. She started moving and I was delighted she was still alive. She got up and was trying to walk with her walker. It kept folding up so I fixed it so it wouldn’t and she said, “Well, what about you!” That was one of her sayings.
Last night, I dreamed Twinkle was sick and I cut her head off to make her well. I was trying to put it back on and couldn’t. I’d talked to someone about doing it for me and I had headed for the house to get her. I’d considered cutting it a couple of different ways before I did it. It was a relief to see her intact this morning.
I’d gotten to bed quite late last night and overslept by a little this morning. I still had time to BodyFlex, though that was all I got in before work.
100% Raw Food
48 ozzies OJ/peach blend (I could have downed twice that much it was so good)
34 ozzies banana/mango/spinach smoothie
24 ozzies banana/romaine/red butterhead lettuce smoothie
3 Ataulfo mangos
1 homegrown cucumber (from my sister’s garden)
6 large organic cherry tomatoes
2 quarts watermelon (I got out the heart and probably an inch in from the white part and have enough for tomorrow, too)
1 quart salsa with Tajin
An ear of FRESH corn
Half an avocado
Mid-afternoon, I went to help the older couple with their bills. He’s getting rather hard of hearing. I rang the doorbell repeatedly and beat on the door with no response. I’d called ahead so he knew I was coming over. I walked around to the back and there he sat, beside the sliding glass door. He let me in and wanted to know if I’d tried the front. We got the business taken care of and I left.
Today, I got some stuff to get the gunk off the house. That’s one thing I don’t like about vinyl siding. I spent so much time going around and buying hoses, eye protection, gloves, etc., that I didn’t get to do anything with it. I plan to do the worst part first and work on it some every day until I get it all.
My sister called and left a message on Callwave. She was plainly distressed so I called her back. Seems the place my BIL was transferred to is quite dismal, after all. He wants to go to the other facility where he was before. He would really like to go home but there is no way she could care for him. I’m going to talk to some of the people at work and get some pointers on how she should proceed and she’ll call me again in the morning.
It’s getting on toward 10:30 and I need to be in bed. Good night!