Bit of a meltdown last week.
My graddaughter was here on vacation.
My wife was talking to Bryn in the LR about the QANON/Pizzagate milk carton BS like it was real.
Bryn noticed Mandee and said 'she's only 8!' (like STFU Mom!)
Bit of a meltdown last week.
My graddaughter was here on vacation.
My wife was talking to Bryn in the LR about the QANON/Pizzagate milk carton BS like it was real.
Bryn noticed Mandee and said 'she's only 8!' (like STFU Mom!)
Some interesting developments
Thursday we went to the bone doctor in Tawas
On the way home I mentioned that the Farmers Market was now open on Wednesdays
She said "when have you ever been to a Township meeting?" I said never.
The upshot was she said that 'recently' I had said the same about her. That never happened.
I had to listen to all the meetings she went to to get out street address changed etc... That was years ago.
She keeps challenging my memory. On something else she said "Do you remember this?" I said
"Yes, but that was a real conversation, unlike the one about the township meetings".
Yesterday, she wanted me to cut up boxes in the back. I took my scissors with the red/yellow handles
to the kitchen, but she said I needed to clean my room first. I left my scissors beside the coffee pot and went to get the mail.
When I came back, my scissors were gone. When I asked about them she said they were her scissors and was adamant that I had left scissors with orange handles there and she had taken them back. She kept tring the 'Maybe you forgot... " No, it was clearly her memory that is gone. I finally got my scissors back.
Today I was looking at a lot of job postings but she wanted me to cut up some more boxes 'before the rain'.
I guess that means NOW and don't think about breakfast or looking for jobs.
Now a big argument when I go out to tear up the boxes, plus some attacks on my manliness....
I getting tired of this, but I still love her.