It's early afternoon and the cat is over sleeping on my new couch and I'm wishing I could take a nap there too right now. Not sure why I got so tired this afternoon. We had some visitors for probably about an hour this morning, but nothing that should have made me feel tired now.
Dh decided he'd like to have the guy running for district state rep put one of his campaign signs out in front of our house, near the road. He had talked to the guy on the phone earlier in the week. He called him back up yesterday to ask how to get one of his signs and he said he and his wife would bring it out Monday. Not knowing what time Monday, dh also got up when I did at 7am and got ourselves presentable. They were really nice and we got to chat with them quite awhile. Both of them seem well informed on the local and state issues. The incumbent, also a *Republican*, is being (as usual) strongly backed by the Democrats voters in this district. That should tell you something right there, right? So, this very vocal liberal lady (she has tried to run for everything around here, haha) set up the "town meetings" for the candidates running in the various primary positions. She keeps calling this guy we had put his sign out, a "right wing extremist". Finally, he asked her "what is your description of a right wing extremist? what do you consider makes me one?". Her reply? "You believe in the bible". Are you freaking kidding me?!!
As we were chatting with him, Mr Neighbor was pulling into our street and he bypassed his driveway (he could see the candidate's pick up with his big signs on the side in our driveway) and he pulled up where we were standing in the road and told the guy to put a sign up in front of his house, too.
My mom took her pills again on her own last night after she got back from dinner. That's like 3 evenings in a row, or at least 3 out of 4. Tomorrow I have the day off to go in and take her to her annual check up. My plan is to get there around 9am so I can get her laundry done before we have to leave for the doctor appointment. From doing her laundry most visits, the past few months, I have been wondering if she just often wears the same tops every day or what. There are usually only a few in the hamper. Well, now that I can see her on the cameras, she is changing tops every day (she has a lot hanging in her closet) but apparently just hanging them back up all the time. So.....now how do I figure out what needs to be washed and what doesn't? Ugh. I think tomorrow I will just grab a whole bunch of the tops from the hangers and just wash them.