Sweetie sleeping more.

Just Disneyland. 

Last night was something new. There is a restaurant/brewery across the street from our house, and they came up with the grand idea of having a live band perform out in their parking lot. That was all well and good except it sounded like there was a party going on in my back yard. If I didn't know better, and I don't, it sounded like the speakers were pointed at our home. The only good thing was they only played for 2 hours. Did not make sleeping any better. It kept both Sweetie and me up. 

Moving day wasn't moving day. As it turns out, there is a fly in the plans and the owners of the home that my son was supposed to be moving into didn't happen. Needless to say, he was just upset as could be. He doesn't suffer fools well. The owner of their home didn't want to rent it to them for a week, because of the CV19 non eviction law and felt if the deal fell through, she wouldn't be able to evict them. Fear, it is such a crippling emotion. He's about ready to back out of the deal and start it all over again. I feel for them. 

Sweetie's energy levels are dropping, and it is just another stage of the disease. Sleep, I've been told will increase as Dementia grows. It will be a whole new day because of the simple fact she couldn't sleep until the band stopped playing, and that was at 9. It might as well been midnight. I'll just let her sleep this morning. 

Gotta go, Driver is waiting, and I need the refreshment time with Him. We're going to have a slow cruise day, not much speed, just take it easy. Watching the scenery go by, looking for Easter Eggs, and enjoying the ride. As we Travel down the Road to Dementia Town. You'll know us, 'cause we'll have our Shiny Side Up. Come cruise with us, down the Road to Dementia Town, showing off your Shiny Side. God Bless and Later for now.