my mom

[Drunk Monk]

TV continues to be good medicine, or at least a distraction. The El Rey Sunday Kung Fun day was diverting background noise to the daily chores.  

I moved a cabinet and shelf to make room for knocking that wheelchair door out. Such a nice piece of furniture - 70s style - real solid hardwood - cherry I think. It was filled with random stuff.  I tossed some.  The tossing has begun.  It was also very heavy.  My tendonitis is still flaring.

I also cleared out my room enough to see the floor. Moved a ton of stuff to the next room, so now I can access my old bureau and shelves and start cleaning them.  Embarrassingly, my top drawer was filled with T-shirts. I got so many damn T-shirts.  Old clothes that were snug on my teenage body.  Parachute pants.  Still in good condition so I'll drop them off at some donation center.  Now I can start clearing books - so many pulp paperbacks, old textbook, a complete Funk & Wagnall's encyclopedia (like that's worth anything at all now).  Lots of nice weapons tho.  

I keep finding random things that send me down memory lane, or bits of trash that should have been dumped years ago.  It's a surreal journey through dust and cobwebs.  Nostalgic, regretful, humbling.

My mom was in considerable pain most of the day.  Not one of her better days.  Her neighbor visited, and unfortunately we dominated the conversation (she's from Mumbai, close to where Stacy and I rented an apartment for a month) and works for the Chinese electric car company Nio. We facetimed with Tara. Mostly, she napped and did crossword puzzles. She didn't eat to well.

This week has several appointments, including two days of construction towards the end of the week hopefully.  Work should be manageable - construction there should be winding up.  Tomorrow is a huge day for my mom with OT, PT & a social worker coming by.  Stacy will be here.

I've been getting a good 6+ hours of solid sleep - still waking early, but not tweaking as hard. I think the squirming toad in my brain has just got too tired.  We'll see how this week goes. I'm still unsure on where this is all going, very unsure.  

I miss the Cruz so much.