03-02-2019, 08:15 PM
This morning went well. I fed and medicated my mom, and then turned on the telly for my own breaky, just to find Batman (the Adam West one) on Heroes & Icons, and then Man at Arms on El Rey (season 2 finale, not one that I'm on at all but still fun to see again).
The day's errands went poorly - quite frustrating, exacerbated by getting caught in a downpour on a grocery run. Then there was the closet I had to clean to make room for the new door. We got in an argument about it unfortunately but eventually she acquiesced. I'm astounded by how much came out of that closet: dozens of my mom's light jackets, boxes of golf balls (unopened), bowling balls, pillows, blankets, hats (including a sombrero and a classic Hawaiian feather-brimmed straw hat, tennis rackets, dozens of my dad's thin ties, camping and fishing gear, slides, a portable grill, a cordless hand drill, a bag of lead balls the size of tennis balls...I was worried I'd find a dead rat, or some buried body. It's mostly in a huge pile in the living room now.
I kept the Grateful Dead marathon going on the ol' family magnavox. I was raised with that - it still sounds great. I keep stumbling over fossils of my childhood - some bowl or spoon I used growing up. Many of the dishes are soiled in the corners, or haven't been used in ages. I'm tossing out random things I find in my way. The other day, she got her svale phone book. I went to put it where phone books were kept and found about a half dozen old svale phone books - now in the recycle bin.
Now John Wick 2 is on. At least the TV is good.
The day's errands went poorly - quite frustrating, exacerbated by getting caught in a downpour on a grocery run. Then there was the closet I had to clean to make room for the new door. We got in an argument about it unfortunately but eventually she acquiesced. I'm astounded by how much came out of that closet: dozens of my mom's light jackets, boxes of golf balls (unopened), bowling balls, pillows, blankets, hats (including a sombrero and a classic Hawaiian feather-brimmed straw hat, tennis rackets, dozens of my dad's thin ties, camping and fishing gear, slides, a portable grill, a cordless hand drill, a bag of lead balls the size of tennis balls...I was worried I'd find a dead rat, or some buried body. It's mostly in a huge pile in the living room now.
I kept the Grateful Dead marathon going on the ol' family magnavox. I was raised with that - it still sounds great. I keep stumbling over fossils of my childhood - some bowl or spoon I used growing up. Many of the dishes are soiled in the corners, or haven't been used in ages. I'm tossing out random things I find in my way. The other day, she got her svale phone book. I went to put it where phone books were kept and found about a half dozen old svale phone books - now in the recycle bin.
Now John Wick 2 is on. At least the TV is good.
Shadow boxing the apocalypse