Morning pep talk.

Shop? Or Play?

My morning reflections of the day before. I guess that is what I'm doing here. It is my morning pep talk to myself. Trying to understand my emotions, my train of thought. How am I handling this day of living with Sweetie. 

I'm finding how I can be hit with a change in my plans, and change gears, to keep going, and not let the change bother me. 

As long as I don't put everything in concrete, and leave a little wiggle room, and be open to the change and solution, all can be well. 

Monday

The started with hearing Sweetie's door opening. I'm getting lazy with watching her and that leads to her being able to surprise me. 

I was able to lead her to the bathroom for our morning clean up. 

Cleaned up and fed, I started to get ready. Having a dental appointment, and making arrangements for my weekday lady to come and sit with her, I was ready to get going. 

When I was expecting her to show, and she was a no show, texted her, and found out she couldn't make it. 

Plan for the worse, hope for the best came into play. It was going to be the dynamic duo this morning at the dentist. Taking a bottle of Happy Medicine with us, we were off to the dentist. 

Getting there in time, and in the chair, with Sweetie sitting across from me, the scrapping began. 

The last time I was here, I made a big deal about waiting after my arrival. Even questioned them about wearing mask, and they didn't say a things when I didn't wear one or offer me one to wear. This time it was more like a well oiled machine, working at top proficiency. 

I have to go again next month to get a tooth built up so I can wear my crown again. That is fine, a solution is always a good thing. 

After the dentist, we headed to fulfill our golf portion, walk about time, and then home. 

The body shop called and sent a release form to start the work on Tweety. The lady was very sympatric, and understood how I felt about my Tweety being there. She promised that they would have us reunited soon. I told her that she was my "Tweety" and she so understood about naming cars. She had named hers too.

The estimate was emailed to me, the cost of repairs wasn't anywhere I thought it would be, and time for completion is 5 days.

Home, for most of the evening, dinner, then to our Monday night meeting, home again, and to bed we went. Our evenings are the best part of the day. 

Another successful day navigating the Road to Dementia Town. Dodging a few obstacles on the road, all the while, being able to enjoy the day, singing songs of praise, of thanksgiving, while all the time knowing that yet tomorrow, there will be new obstacles to face, yet we keep going, Keeping our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.