Started out horribly. I got up and honey started getting ready to go swimming — she was supposed to wait here for the cable guy. Had quite a startle and a bit of a fight. Honey went off to pick truck up from body shop. leaving me here alone before work. Was so shook up I forgot to make sandwich and was still here long after I should have left for work. Finally went to work, leaving a text message for Tina that I was running about 15 minutes late. Just missed getting hit coming out of the driveway by a truck that wanted to enter the driveway, had a rabbit jump in front of me and run for 100 yards or more in front of me instead of leaving the road, had a truck just barely miss hitting me on Zachary Rd., and then had a car back onto the road just in front of me just after I turned onto Emory Rd. I called Comcast to see when the cable guy was going to get there, about 9:30 (was supposed to be 8-10), and found they had scheduled me NOT for today, as I was told when I scheduled it, but Tuesday. So I told honey, and she said, can I leave now? I thought she wanted to go swimming, then she told me, no, she had missed swimming already, she wanted to bring me a sandwich. I was still shook up and was afraid we would have a fight at work, which would not be good. I told her no, and she thought I was telling her she could not leave the house at all; I just didn’t want problems at work, and was not ordering her to stay home, just didn’t want her there.
Learned some new things at work today. Honey came with sandwich, and I had calmed down, good thing. It was a very good sandwich, and honey also picked up a rat for Ariadne (pet Royal Python), who really appreciated it. I got calmed down enough to answer phones. There were some shakeups there as well, as we learned someone who had just stopped being a client was found dead on Wednesday. He had fought for the right to be his own payee and won, and that was less than two months ago; we had just finished turning his file over to him through SocSec. After that the day went smoother. Suzanne was out all day at visits of new clients in Newport and Morristown. We got everything done, I got the trash out and wiped things down, leaving the vacuuming for Tina. Got to leave for home about 15 minutes early.
Talked to Sky on the phone — she hasn’t answered the phone in months, but she gets that way. The phone call dropped a few times. My phone also has been shutting itself off rather often, usually when I open it — I think it may be a switch in the hinge, which feels loose from time to time.
Got home and hugged honey. Lay down for a little while. Got up and drove to Smoky Mountain Wings for dinner, yummy. Got home. Honey’s ears were killing her — she had gone to the doctor earlier in the day, something I had prodded her to do and I’m proud of her for going. They will be referring her to a specialist ENT, they couldn’t see any blockages but confirmed she was apparently partially deaf, more in one ear than the other. When we got home, her ears were hurting badly, as they had been throughout the day and probably for some time, so I looked up where I could buy ear candles locally. We drove to downtown Knoxville and picked some up, really nice co-op type store. Came home and took a nap, I was too tired to keep going. After a couple hours I woke up and prepared to candle her ears. We had slight success on one side, good success on the other, in terms of junk coming out of her ears into the candles. We have two more candles to try, need a break and maybe will wait until tomorrow.
I probably left a couple things out still, and I know this is just from my viewpoint. Honey has already typed up some of it from hers. I respect her views. She thinks a lot of the problem is her hearing is messing with not just her comprehension, but also her memory. Poor sweetie, I love her so much.
Oh, something I forgot. I’ve been encouraging my honey to get therapy, and she has been working with my old therapist, whom I have not been able to see since I got the job. I decided I was leaning on honey too much and not taking care of myself, so I called Cherokee and have started the wheels turning to get my own therapist at another facility, about 8 miles from work, which also frees my old therapist from worrying about a conflict of interest. It should take two weeks to get me set up. My therapist called me after I was home, and we discussed it with honey listening in. He was all for it, as I knew he would be.
Devastating early morning, OK mid-morning, rest of day was mostly pretty good. I hope tomorrow is better.