Good God I hope today is better.

Hi Stephen,

Well I don't know about YOU, but I am ready for this week to be OVER and DONE.

After yesterday, I am drained.  That woman had me so boiling mad, I couldn't deal with it.

But Pete and I realized that, having missed her night pills, the WORST times that she has behaved have all been somehow related to either missing her pills, changing her pills, or moving them from one time to another.  So, if and when it happens again, I'll have to remind myself of that, BEFORE I go on a tirade.

Sometimes I really wish I had had a kid, maybe then I would have a better idea of how to deal with this 90 year old brat when she turns evil.  I yelled at her like you wouldn't believe, when she crawled up the stairs, and then I tried to help her stand up and she punched me on the arm, "Get your hands off me," she growled, and I said in a very deep and low voice, "Do you REALLY want to hit me, Florence? Because I could easily just push you right down these stairs, right now, and watch you break a hip. Would you like to go there? Because if you hit me EVER AGAIN, I'm gonna hit you back, and I can hit MUCH harder than you can."

For that I feel horrible, now that I know WHY she was acting that way.  I would NEVER DO THAT to anybody, NEVER, and even just SAYING it made me feel sick to my stomach.

All my life, I have had a difficult time showing anger, to anyone, for any reason.  I don't like confrontations, I don't like arguing, I don't like having situations like that.....I avoid them like the plague. But yesterday, I was furious, and didn't give a crap how she felt about what I was yelling, I just had to yell.

(I have never been a yeller, either).

So this reaction of mine has got me feeling rather disgusted with myself, to say the least. I hate it when I make stupid mistakes like that.  Pete and I both were sitting there when I put her pills on her tray in her living room. We were all watching Turner Classic Movies, Robinson Crusoe, and it was a good movie so we were all distracted by that, and totally MISSED that she didn't remember to take the pills.

Well anyway, I have to go, but I hope today is better than yesterday.

For me, and for you too.  Love you lots. Get that new album done, bubba, I'm DYIN' over here.

Love, Rebecca