Not too much happening on this overcast day. It is supposed to clear up this afternoon. I am extremely happy that the forecasted temps have been lowered from 84F to the mid-70s.
Thank goodness my brother came down for a few days to help with things. He has been able to get my mom to let him clean/organize parts of the clutter that have been building up. This has prompted my mom to finally tackle the piles of papers on the dinning room table. We've donated some things and thrown away other things. There is still a long way to go but hopefully the momentum will keep things going. I will have to try harder to convince her to let me go through things. She never seems to want to do this when I suggest it.
Having his eyes on things also has snapped me out of being used to seeing things as they are. I didn't even notice how big one section of stuff had grown until he cleared it. Most of that accumulated during the last year when she was saving things to bring in to my Dad or give to various places.
So, let the Spring cleaning begin!!! Too much to tackle? Then try my "take care of one item a day" or "10 minutes of uninterrupted cleaning each day" plan. When you stick to it you see a difference pretty quickly and the job isn't overwhelming.
It is Thursday, and it is nice outside now, but it is supposed to change to rain and snow tomorrow. Today I scheduled my first vaccination, which is so important that I'm missing Jeopardy! to do it. Twice, in fact. Maybe they'll have it on in the waiting room.
And of course Broadway's Best Shows has a new "Spotlight On Plays" series of seven star-studded play readings coming up, starting with The Thanksgiving Play (livestream tonight, or stream-on-demand through next Monday). Subscriptions to all seven go for $59, otherwise they're $15 apiece.
Shortly after I made this post I got a call which I let go to voicemail. No one should have been calling me that early. It was the Director of Nursing from the residence where my Dad has been living for the past 2.5 years. I expected it to be another call about his having a fall and that, per standard procedures, he was at the ER because he bumped his head. Instead, I learned that my father had passed away earlier in the morning. They called me before they called my mom because they wanted to make sure someone was with her when she found out. The employees there truly care about the residents and their families. When one of the residents dies there is a small light in the lobby which is lit. They added the photo of my dad which was hanging on the Veteran's wall. My dad turned 82 last July. You cannot see attachments on this board.
I just got back from IHOP, where they were at about 75% of capacity, but at 100% of that 75%. We had a waiter who was very attentive until it came time to collect payment for the check, and then he was nowhere to be found. It has been a while since I've had pancakes.
Today I'm not doing anything other than sitting around and waiting for the snow to start. We're supposed to get four to five inches, which sounds like just enough to mess things up for the morning commute.