Well, good morning.

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I don't know how much work I'll get done today, but I'm determined to get something done. I have laundry going, and George is sitting on the porch listening to some of the cd's he bought yesterday. I gave him the last of his morning pills, and he mentioned wanting to go to target. Weather we do that today, I don't know, but I'll find out. This morning he tried to be sneaky. But failed at it spectacurally. He got himself up a little before nine A.M. but started asking me for things. Not that I mind. It's my job to help him out, but he's kept me on my toes as a result. By the time he settled down, I would've been up an hour anyway, but that's okay. I love helping him do things and have conversations with him.