WHEW

I thought it quite appropriate this week that a kitten named Speedy was adopted. I was thrilled for him but he represented the ever increasing need to produce produce produce and it made me think that this was what life was like during the Industrial Revolution, a time period with so much impact on the world that it changed the color of an otherwise camouflaged moth and allowed birds to devour them and die since the moths that were otherwise camouflaged were poisonous to one particular bird. I can only breath in the short lapses of time that I have between taking care of a demanding 94 year old woman who would otherwise be in a home and miserable because she was no longer in control and my business which is trying to thrive but for caring for mom. And I am just at wits end. This week will prove to be a busy one, I have one like this about once a month. I am glad to have those weeks. But I am exhausted by the end of the week and my mom is still looming large.I do thank God for her. I would not be where I am without her. So thanks mom, and you are 94, I believe you've earned the right to have your say at least in some things/