Yesterday was horrendous. We got everything ready for the exterminator which is a major event for the two of us with our different physical limitations. Then Ed saw the technician to ask him how long it would be before he got to our apartment. We were not on his schedule. I was livid. I called the manager and he said we were on the schedule. About 30 minutes later the technician came back and sprayed our apartment.

Later in the evening Ed was trying to be helpful and he was fixing himself a hot dog with sauerkraut and he dropped the jar of sauerkraut on the floor Of course the jar broke and sauerkraut went everywhere. I was so tired already and I hurt all over from doing all I had done earlier. Normally I would have yelled at him, or starting crying or something, but I didn't have the energy. I got up and cleaned up the mess. He did help clean up the mess. I banned him from touching anything that weighs more than 3 ounces. The night before he picked up a plastic drinking cup and dropped it on the floor and it broke. I understand he has Parkinson's and his hands are obviously getting worse.

It is a good thing I was home. It was my Bible study night and I stayed home because I was too tired to go. It seems like the harder I try the more stuff happens to make me work even harder.

It is cooler out this morning so I'm about to get dressed and go out for a ride. I have to take my sugar to see if I need to eat something first. I need to get away while he is still asleep and does not need me.

Thanks friends for letting me use your shoulders this morning. It does help.