Tuesday

 Packed my lunch, took my cart, and hustled off to meet Diane by the library. She teased me about my sending error of Sunday (not sending, that is), then we settled down to good talk. Of course, she heard all about my Jersey sojourn and I heard about her meeting her sisters in Vegas for three days. That was to celebrate her birthday and darn, I forgot I had gotten something for her from Laurita Winery. Will bring it next time I see her.

We parted about 3:00 and I decided to walk to Victoria Care Center about 1.5 miles to see Jim. He was in bed and watching some news show about the situation in Ukraine, Palestine, and around the world. He's very frail, as he has been and seem a bit less oriented than when I saw him last. Luckily, he said he had gotten "some" of his mail; he had been concerned bout that. It's very had to understand him, as he speaks so softly, plus there was no place for me to sit, so I thought I'd leave after ten minutes or so. To my surprise, Jim said, "don't go," so I stayed about a half hour longer. I'll drop in again next week or so.

I was interested to see that someone had sent him flowers. I looked at the card and saw it was from Burrows Real Estate. I think the owners of Jim's apartment use them to manage, so good--I assume they know where he is. When I asked about his mail, he said "a friend" had brought some of it. When I left Jim, I went to talk to the social worker to see if there was anything new, but it was after 4:30 and she was gone for the day. She'll call me tomorrow.  

When I was at Jim's bedside, Kim from the office here called to cancel our 1:00 meeting for today. Why? Because I was gong to bring my laptop over and she was going to walk me through the Bilt rent payment thing, to which I wasn't looking forward. Shee called to ask if I had seen the note at my door--no, because I had been out most of the day. She then announced that the apartment complex has been sold--it's now owned by FPI Management, Inc. of Folsom, CA. Hey, it won't effect much in my life, for now, anyway. so it's fine with me and now I don't have to get into the BILT thing. Of course, FPI has its own annoying system, which tenants will be inflicted with later. 

Bused home from there and stopped at Von's for apples as I want to make applesauce.