The Culture that has been here all the time

I hope this day doesn't morph into a Hard Day's Night. My wife was very manageable today, but I? I was (still) am a clumbsy bafoon. Drop things, forget things, I forgot to do things (clothes sat in the washer for hours), spilled coffee, dropped food, maybe I am at the beginning of dementia. Who will care for my wife if so?

My dogs got under my feet several times, but fortunately, Sunny Day, my cat, cuddled up to me. No, he can not replace the love my wife offered years ago, but I suppose he is doing his best. And at least I have him to keep me warm.

I applied a little makeup on her, but she didn't recover fro the ADA (i.e. like Bruce Willis early onset). I miss the old days so much.