Puttering About

Well, both boys are back at their schools. We drove the teenager to UT on Sunday. That was a long drive to and fro in the rain and fog through the Smokies. I think I had the easier drive to as we still had daylight. Coming home was tedious when the hub took the wheel. We were able to stay for a short bit before the teenager ran into an old football friend from high school who had just transferred over; so we took the hint and high tailed it outta there. The teenager's dorm room wasn't as bad as I had imagined. I suppose having a neat roommate helps. Wonder if I could hire one when he's in town with us? Oooooof. The hub and I went over to our favorite little pub in the old city only to find it closed. So we walked a block to find another restaurant on the corner. It was an old saloon and the food, pub fair also, was just what the doctor ordered on a cold, damp night with a long drive back home ahead of us.

Since the teenager has left, I can now get back to decorating his room. The first picture above is a set of old art deco door knobs I had found years ago. I just love them! I may install them in on the teenager's door. Hmmmm. I've just about replaced all the other door knobs in the house. Anyway, I had found this old frame at a shop while my brother was here in November and I had our framer install a mirror into it. It looks so good. I put a piece of lace over the old dresser I had painted and it's starting to take shape.

I put the last of the amaryllis on top to add a little color to the room as I haven't yet put any pictures on the wall. I haven't decided yet what I want to do there.

I found this little toy boy which was probably one of the boys on top of an old shelf there too. Will have to add some more knickknacks later.

Yesterday morning, I went into the laundry room and noticed all the clothes had been folded. Uh oh. Mom had broken out. I didn't sleep a wink that night and now I know why. I don't think she came up to the third level, but who knows. At any rate, the kid and I went out and purchased a gate that is actually installed and screwed to the wall. I can hardly get it open. So, unless she rips it from the wall, she won't be removing this one. It is safely put on the second stair and then raised and it swings open when not in use. I hope it works. Fingers' crossed. I go down at sun break to open her door for the dog to get out; and this morning she was doing really weird things. She had the dog bowl on the table, the dog's water bowl in her bathroom and all kinds of miscellaneous other strange things sitting about. I'm going to call an agency and see if I can get someone to come in once a week that knows about Alzheimer's/dementia. Perhaps they can help me through this. I never know what I'm going to find when I go down to her apartment any more.

The house is in total disarray and I hope to get to it this afternoon. When the kitchen is a mess, the rest of the house just seems to follow suit. What's up with that?

I had my first bioidentical hormone pellets placed under my skin. I'll keep ya posted if I feel like running a marathon or just chasing the hub around the bed a few times. I hope I feel a difference. The hub calls me Jane Bond. I wonder if this is really a secret government plot to keep an eye on me. What happens if I start beeping? tehe.

It's a lovely rainy day, one of many these past months. We had one day of warm and humid weather and I tell you what, I'd much rather have rain and a little chill in the air than that balmy stuff. I just melt when it's warm and humid. I despise it.

The hub is on his way home from Texas. The kid had an average first-day back at school. The teenager bought all his books for his second semester at university. Mom was happy when I took her lunch down. And I have implants. (grin) Could things get much better? Well, of course they could, but I'm happy with what I've got!

PS I never did get to the house. I hit it off with my new doc and we chatted for what seemed forever (over an hour!). I kinda felt sorry for the folks in the waiting room. She walked out of the office, turned back and said, "You're dangerous." I always felt I should have been a shrink! ha.