So today my son (Grant) told me out right, that he needed to use for what I call a "sounding board". I liked that he said that to me. But I find that I have a hard time paying attention to what he tells me, and I don't like that.    Today we all went to the store and did some shopping. Grant bought 2 pairs of pants and a few T-shirts. Steve got a tool organizer for sockets, pair of shorts, pants, socks and sandals. I got a pair of sandals, some candy, 2 DVD's, socks and a mat for laying on outside. The house got a electric fly water, a small battery charger and new window blinds.(We were able to buy those things because Grant gave us extra money so that we could). By the time we were almost done I was fit to be tied. I walked a way from Steve and Grant, and went to the coffee shop. The walk and wait was to give me time to calm down and have some time to my self. I got 5 minutes before my phone rang. It was Grant telling me about the blinds. That took at least 5 minutes in its self. By the time I got the coffees and sat at the pick-nick table they were there. We sat there and drank our coffees, then headed home.    At home Grant precedes to put the blinds up and put the old curtains up between the living room and kitchen. (That is where he sleeps).  In doing so, we needed to move the kitchen table and arm chair to another area. In other words, the apartment is becoming more livable.    In case your wondering why we just don't get a 2 bedroom apartment; it's because at some point the family will be out on their own, and then Steve and I would not be able to afford it our selves.   Well that's enough for now. C U