And Waa Laa.

When I was a Taxman.

I'm so wrapped in the now, that I forget the past. I used to do taxes as a side profession. My plan was to build a business while I was still working, retire and do taxes for the first part of the year, use that income to support our travel plans. Back then, it was a good plan. 

Then there is a saying "If you want to make God laugh, tell Him your plans." As I sit here and ponder those plans to what we have now, I must of given God a good belly laugh. 

I mean, that, there wasn't anything wrong with the plans that I made for Sweetie and me. And at the same time, I was trusting in myself to get to retirement, to have enough money to enjoy all that we had been working for. Look at us now.

We lack for nothing, I only wish that Sweetie didn't have this terrible disease, and that we were able to travel more, see old friends, go to new places and enjoy each other. 

Saturday

I'm just going to be more aware of Sweetie's morning cycle. She is getting up at least an hour earlier then normal. 

It isn't anything that I can't handle, just that I have to make an adjustment to my schedule. From now on, I get to revolve around Sweetie, not the other way around. 

Today is my mental day off. One of my ladies is coming to sit with her. Today is our original, first lady. She has more time with Sweetie, and I think a gentler manner with her, and I like her too. A big plus. 

She was late, and I was glad to see her arrive. Chit chat about life for a minute, then off I go. 

Had a so-so day on the course. Teamed up with a couple that were good company. At the end, I talked with one of the pro's about taking some lessons from him. I desperately want to improve my game. I just feel that I can do better with some help. 

When I got home, Sweetie and #1 were sitting on the couch. I came over from behind and that was when one of the most loving moments happened. Sweetie looked up, saw me, and gently put her hand to my face and loved me. She had missed me. Even #1 felt the love she has for me. 

We did our normal stuff after she left. Went and did our walk about, and then a car ride, then home. 

Had a 5pm meeting to go to, and so off we went. It was a good meeting, friends from pre pandemic were there. It was after the meeting when a young lady that we have know for sometime came over to say "Hi." And Sweetie just smiled and glowed like the sun. She tried to greet her, but only Dementiaies came out. She smiled, listen, watched and then asked if she could hug her. Of course, and that was the perfect answer. Sweetie was made whole for those few seconds. 

Home, dinner, desert, and Johnny Carson as the Carnac the Magnificent. Sweetie smiling and laughing, then off to bed. 

Our Driver seems to have it under control these days. With just a little understanding on my part, I can sometimes see just what is what. When He takes what I think is the wrong turn, where I'd go right, He goes left, and Waa Laa, we're on the right road, in the right direction, heading to the right place for a good nights rest. He knows the way that is best for us, as we travel the Road to Dementia Town, and as always, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.