SATURDAY

DAMN--it's now 3:00 pm on Saturday and I just now published yesterday's entry! This has happened before and I'm going to leave a note to myself to prevent it. 

Did a color wash before breakfast, ate, then just cleaned up a bit. The office called to say I must removed the decorative items near my door. Why they give a damn, I don't know, but I said I couldn't do it by myself and I'd ask my daughter to do it on Wednesday.  

I want to have Suzanne and Vickie over soon for happy hour, but will probably wait until I have an announcement to make. My dear friend, Noreen, called to ask how the checking the independent living routes went and we discussed Ellen's and my findings so far. After the smoke clears, I'll take her for lunch with the one I choose.

Ellen called to tell me that The Artesian, which we had planned to visit on Wednesday, is actually only for assisted living and memory care, so that's off our list. We have The Manor scheduled for 4:00 on Wednesday, but she'll see if we can make it earlier. If so, El will pick me up sometime in the late morning, we'll have lunch, then I'll sleep over her place (the house is finished and I can't wait to see it) and we'll go to the physical therapy in Oxnard on Thursday. On Friday, Irene will pick me up for lunch--whew. And yippee, the following week Mike and Vivian will be here for Thanksgiving. It was a little cool, so lunched on the patio.

Other than that, nothing much went on...aside from an unpleasant interlude on the phone on which I don't want to elaborate.