Emotional bushwhack.

Pretty, but don't touch. 

Cactus can be very pretty, but don't touch. I feel that way sometimes. Right now is one of those times. 

I was having a good day, then, like the mysterious breeze in a movie, comes in and blows the candle out. 

Emotional ups and downs can spoil the whole day. A emotional bushwhack, having a good time then pow, it happens, the light goes out, the door slams shut, and a chill comes over you. 

Monday

Started with Sweetie not wanting to get out of bed. She didn't get that much sleep from the night. It was a toss and turn night. I told you about the blanket, my pushing, and all of that from yesterday's post. This is the consequence of that night. A sleepy, cranky Sweetie. 

Do get her out of bed, and into the bathroom. After those chores are done, out for breakfast.

After breakfast, time to get going. Making the bed, getting myself dressed and ready to go. Returning to the living room, I find Sweetie asleep in the chair. From the time she got up to now, it is apparent she isn't in any shape to leave the house. 

Get her up, walk her back to the bedroom where she heads right to her nest, pulls back the covers, lays down, and is asleep. Just like that. 

Its "Yea and Boo" time. Yea, because I get to take the Corvette to the golf course and Boo, because I'm leaving her home. 

At the course this morning, run into two other golfers and we form a threesome. These two guys are great competition for me. Then while on the course, a fourth shows up. For the first time in forever, I'm playing with 3 very good golfers, which of course pushes my game. 

I don't have the best round, but one of the most fun in a life time. 

Game over, go get Sweetie, for we have a lunch with some old work buddies today. 

She is up, and we are off. Taking Tweety today to show her off to the guys. Lunch went well, showing off the Corvette went good to. Up to now, we've are having a good day. 

After lunch, and a long drive around town, we in up at the mall for our walk about. That too went well. 

It isn't until we get home that the wheels begin to fall off the day. 

Sweetie seems good, we're watching TV, and I get up to make dinner. I got a head of lettuce last trip to the grocery store. I want to make a salad for us. You know, get some ruffage into our systems. It turned out that Sweetie wasn't in the mood for a leafy dinner. Back to her nest she went.  

Knowing that she wasn't in the mood for our Monday night meeting and knowing that she would be safe, off to the meeting I went. 

Here is where a what a good thing went bad. In the parking lot, a couple I know show up. They are always warm and friendly. The lady is very outgoing, and loud. In our greeting, she spoke to me right in my ear, and I asked to if she could tone it down, just a little? This is the juncture place where it all came tumbling down. 

I didn't know that her loud out going was a fragile facade, and she was wounded terrible. When I realized that she was hurt, I tried to make an amends then and there. She wasn't having anything to do with it. 

Her husband tells me later, that she is very hard of hearing, and won't get hearing aids. Which explains her loud persona. Hearing loss is one of those invisible handicaps that, if you don't know about it, can cause you difficulties. 

She was so upset, they left shortly after the meeting started. I felt so bad. 

After the meeting, home again, and Sweetie had pulled all the sheets off the bed. It was time to put this house in order. Got her up, out into the living room where she stayed while I remade the bed. Once that was done, into bed we went. Prayers, a kiss, and "I love you." off to sleep we went. 

Driver was on His toes today. Some good twist and turns on this potion of our journey. All in all, the good points outweighed the low points. For after all, we are on the Road to Dementia Town, where we expect of find tricky parts around each turn and sometimes it is work to Keep Our Shiny Side Up. C'ya, Luv Ya, and God Bless.   Arthur.