Monday, November 16th, 11:38pm

Did I post tonight . . . what time is it . . . hell, what day is it . . .

Starting to get pulled a bit tight. A lot going on, and there is plenty of time to get it all done if everything is coordinated perfectly. One hick-up and things will begin to fall apart. The thing is, I need two of me . . . anybody know how to split into two??

I can start bitching about small stuff like this now, because Ken is really doing quite well. Today, the occupational therapist told me that Ken is able to get out of the bed, walk to the bathroom, bathe, brush teeth, and potty with only a very minimal assist!!!!!!! This is such great news! Yodie can't even do that!!

The right arm still has little to no movement, but they tell us to be patient.

The house inspection is tomorrow. Then the closing is on Friday. Then Friday night, I have to move over the bed and some other furniture. Then the movers show up at 8am on Saturday, and Ken is released at noon-ish, and I need to have someone take over watching the movers to go and get him, and then drop him off at the house, then go BACK to Farmington Drive to get the dogs, and find someone to watch Ken while I do that.

This is like that puzzle from Jr. High . . . the one where you have to get a fox, a duck and a baked ham across the river in a boat that can only carry you and one other thing. The fox can't be left alone with the duck, the duck can't be left alone with the ham blah blah blah.

I'll find a way . . .