Typical Day

Got a text from my sister saying dad called her, he "lost his keys and can I go over and find them :( " with a frowny face-
My brain thought of all kinds of snippy answers-- why? Because he has tons of staff over there that can do that for him, not my problem that he is paranoid to have them come into his room. I just answered 'why, is he alone?"
Went over to mother's and saw the pile of underwear in question from yesterday- she told me it was just there to put away but I knew she still thought they weren't hers, they would be in her drawer. I set up the vacuum for her and I proceeded to wash the bathroom and kitchen. When she wasn't looking I folded them and put them into her drawer. I know this isn't over though...
I am always astounded how much trash and recyclables this lady puts out- collected all this together, then had her inspect - god forbid I throw something away,right?

After I was done I did what I always do-
run home and suck down a cig.
Then take her for a walk.

Sis just texted 8 hours later wondering if I had taken care of the 'keys' issue with dad. Uh, no I have been busy with mother- Besides, I knew he had found them- he would have called me himself. Turns out he thought she had them. She made a big mistake of touching the keys (opened the door for his drunk ass)
I always have him fumble the lock himself, not that he would let me.
Never touch things of an elderly confused person without purposely pointing out where the object is NOW,and by having them touch it. I have done this countless times.