Day 10 -- There is freedom in routine

That appointment with Matt R. (moved from Mon at 2pm) was set for 8am.  My memory had it at 2pm.  When he came in, he realized I had trusted my memory instead of checking the calendar.  It ended up being a good thing -- we got the business done we needed -- Matt stuck with me until we could get the necessary phone calls made and all the paperwork completed.
Steve S. called to tell me he had gotten an extra power supply for my Tek (hearing aid device that makes remote control and Bluetooth possible) and I told him I was going to call him to get my  aid adjusted.  He had 2pm available -- and I took it.
Barely got some breakfast (finally), realized this was a weepy moring, when Dan H. called -- Al wanted some of that S.Tampa Pizza (Cesare's New York Pizzera) -- so I got dressed, called in the order, picked up the pizzas and went to the TOSC to have lunch with Dan and Al and the rest of the crew.  Great outing -- and had to leave in a hurry to make the 2pm with Steve.  Talk about memory skips -- for one of the very few times since I got it, I left my iPhone at home.  Felt a little naked since I count of it to be my watch, along with all its other features.  Oh well, that will serve as a good reminder -- as you might guess, I counted on Margaret running a list as I was leaving the house: glasses, keys, ears, Tek, phone.  Such as casual and simple thing -- and I have to get used to running that list for myself without prompting.  I don't like that!
A routine seems to be getting established -- still a little ragged -- but none-the-less a framework for responding to impulsive ideas and unexpected invitations.  Big difference -- I don't have someone to "run it by" to see if I overlooked anything.  Can't work sharing into that -- no matter how much I want to.
Lee came by tonight, picked up Renee's birthday card so she will have it tomorrow.  He also showed me how to get photos into the blog.  I'm spending some of my writing time tonight practicing how to make use of the photos -- and plan to post all the pix from the three events for Margaret, and the printed handouts.  That will make possible sharing some of that with tabs at the top of the blog.  We'll see how that works out.
The day started as a weepy day -- after Matt left.  I forced myself to stay with the weeping, to experience it fully and see where it took me.  Thank goodness, Dan's call kept be from playing too many head games with what was going on.  Thanks, Dan: I needed that!  I'm still amazed at  folks being really interested in knowing how I coping.  That is very special!