Hank and I often talk about how lucky we are that Sara lives at Day Spring. We bring her home almost every Sat and she spends the night and there is no one she loves more than her Dad, but she is happy living there. She has friends and activities. She goes to an adult day program 4 days a week. I wish there were programs like this for all adults with disabilities.
I was in Florida last week visiting my mom. It rained almost everyday while I was gone. The first thing I noticed when I got home was this big crack in our kitchen ceiling right around the sky light. HB had not even noticed it. What is it with men and their vision? Honestly, if Hank is looking for something, like his billfold, which is a daily occurrence I might add, if it is not within 3 feet of his visual field he cannot find it. This crack was not tiny and he had not seen it......amazing :)
Of course this crack means $$$$$. I hate spending money of things like that. it's like buying new tires, who notices, or cares? I would much rather spend the money on glass for my studio, or a new computer, or things for my grandchildren....sigh.
Oh, here's a reason that my bead inventory is low. I kind of found a new hobby. It's just something I'm playing around with. I tried Zentangles but found out I liked drawing real things, in odd colors, better. It makes HB sigh a lot. He thinks I should be in my studio creating beads :)