Yesterday I packed up my car with items my father requested. His guitar from when he was a teenager,a camera to take a photo he wanted,and his clean laundry. Then drove him an hour to see his girlfriend. He had forgotten to replace the batteries in his hearing aids so I couldn't talk to him the whole trip! Even lunch was quiet, except that he had ordered something spicy which had him in a coughing sneezing fit- at which we all laughed. The drive was 130 miles of boredom for me, but they were beyond grateful.
Brought back another huge bag of laundry.
Today I am absolutely exhausted. Thank goodness someone is coming over to take my mother out so I can rest.
Definition of rest:
Clean apartment, do laundry & dishes.
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