Whatever...

Well, another driving class has been wrapped up and there are 22 safer drivers on the road who are saving hundreds of dollars off their insurance over a 3 year span. People fascinate me. And generally, the class has quite a variety of personalities. There are always some smiling faces in the group and they make it fun. One 89 year old man and his wife were so friendly it was as if we had known each other for more than 2 days! A different couple who live a half hour away and it happens to be where my rheumatologist is located... gave me their phone number and told me to call them the next time I had an appointment and they would take me out to lunch! That's the good part.

And what is the bad part? That would be the paperwork and set up/clean up and return the room to its normal state. Kinda wears me out!
Over the weekend, some necessary electrical work was also wrapped up. My house is old enough that outlets were two pronged and not grounded. New wiring was installed, old stuff removed and replaced, and some additional outlets added. While it was a grand improvement, the domino effect had me moving whatever [furniture or stacks of unorganized books, bills, etc.] was blocking access for the work to be done. My right pointer finger knuckle joint is seriously annoyed. I am typing this without using it at all. It hurts to move it.

You could say it has taken its toll on me, and stuff still has to be put back. Maybe tomorrow...is another day.

And then there's Flo...It has been a bit of a roller coaster ride for the past few days. She has gone from being Rip Van Winkle to Sweet Mom to Maxine to Forgetful Flo. This afternoon while she was talking with friends from NJ, Betty told her that she was going to be 90 in June. I prompted Mom to share that she will be 99 in November.

"I am not! I am 97 and will be 98!!" Last week she was okay with being 98. And just when she is at the height of forgetful, she can rattle off the name of MY orthopedic doctor who fixed my broken leg. And then, the classic moment of the weekend was when she looked right at me and said, "Would you like me to help you move the couch back against the wall?"

And she was serious.

And then there's my computer. For some unknown reason, the toolbars from both the top and bottom have disappeared. Don't know where they went, or why, or how to get them back again.

Maybe the volcano in Iceland is the reason for all this chaos. I can't come up with anything else to explain it all.