Have to say it's been an interesting few days. Kevin and Ben (Kev's roommate from Loyola Village days) are safely back from their Las Vegas adventure. They had a grand time, and it was a much needed vacation for both.... though I think they may now need a vacation from their vacation!

Glen had a rough few days while Kev were gone.. not sure if it was connected or if it was just coincidence. He was definitly more agitated than usual. Saturday night he was having tummy problems, and we needed to change jammies and bed linens in the middle of the night. Sunday he got up at 1:30 in the morning to feed the dogs, and when I told him to put the dog food back in the bin he did... dish and all. Monday afternoon I heard the garage door open and by the time I got outside, he was nowhere to be seen. ACK!! I reflexively called like I would have had it been one of the dogs, and he came back around the corner. (I know.. should have clicked and treated!) Anyway, he'd gone looking for the young lady he has fixated his worries on. Sadly, that means he really can't be trusted to go on walks alone any more so will have to wait for someone to go with him. Other days, he'll just have to use the stationary bike. And the tooth grinding continues incessently. He says he's actually aware he's doing it. Sometimes it's best to purge "why?" from my vocabulary!

Most foods go in the blender now, especially dinner. You'd be amazed and probably a little grossed out at what I'm willing to throw in the blender these days! He seems to be able to manage solid foods for breakfast, but as the day goes on he tires.

Next few days, Kev & I will be taking things down off the walls in preparation for the painters. I know it's going to be stressful having people in and out of the house but will be well worth it. For one thing, I think having Glen move downstairs sooner rather than later is a really good idea.

Was reading a caregiver support website last night. It was talking about how much faster caregivers burn out when dementia is involved. They cited the need for vigilance, lack of sleep, etc as factors. At least it helped me feel a little less wimpy for having my melt down days. Yesterday I looked at the state of my backyard and it brought me to tears. Then I realized I really WAS crying watching grass grow!

Today I woke up to find a fresh hot latte from Starbucks on my nightstand (my kid is awesome) and actual sunshine coming through the window. I talked to my contractor and told her that the next project after the floors and painting was going to be yard cleanup, and maybe some relandscaping. After that I will be hiring someone to help with the general yard maintenance. Feeling a little more empowered and a little less whelmed over. I know it won't last, but for today, it's good.