Good morning, trying again.

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Yesterday's plans didn't quite pan out as I'd planned. In my lunch break post I mentioned doing a lot, and I did. Most of my day was spent helping George, something I don't regret doing. I was right. George thinks the reason the mower won't start, is because he can't pull it enough. I have more laundry to do, but I'll get it done. George says he wants to go back to atlantic rcords, too. He wants his music. He wants to get back to what he used to love to do. Only without the alcohol and smokes. For the last week, he's been getting to bed at nine or just before, and getting to bed around midnight, which includes an hour of t.v. in the bedroom. We bought a cane and pair of crutches at walgreens the other day, and George's learned the cane is gold.