Super Saturday.

my old crochet/knit group met yesterday. It was quite fun. Seven of us were there. We've been as small as three people before. Two new ladies to meet and they were quite sweet. My heart sighed at the comfort familiarity brings.  Then of course because we met at Barnes and noble, there was book searching afterward. Woot! I love books. I only bought one. With my current library book addiction, I needed to dial back my normal activity!

Blueman has made it his mission to surprise me with housework this weekend. If I didn't love this man before, I really would now. He really makes me believe in partnership.

The sad part of the day is that I'm seeing more deterioration in my mom. "Did I say that?" And "did I know that?" As well as just general mis speaking ...well it's becoming disturbing. If I consider going back to work, it may just be to pay for help for my mom. It's uncharted territory on how to proceed. Am I being an alarmist? Is she really not doing well or am I projecting gloom and doom on her?  It's a bumpy road I'll walk for awhile. I fear my sibling won't see things the same way I do and I worry about possible dissension.