King of the Hill

Wow. The Daddler has been working so hard in the yard. When I got home from my client's office today, he was bagging leaves. He'd planted lots and lots of flowers.

Yesterday, he proudly showed me three bags of leaves by the curb. I bought a couple tomato cages for him and he got those set up. He came out and supervised me while I mowed the front lawn last night.

He's in and out all day. Sometimes he sits in the sun on the patio.

His sister-in-law called yesterday and asked me if he could go to Eureka Springs with her church later this month. I told her to ask him. I swear, they treat me like I'm his mother. Or a prison warden. I gave him the phone and got back to work. He appeared in my office and told me that he was going. I'm so glad. To think that in February, he thought the 2 hour ride to Reelfoot was too long.

I couldn't have imagined how well he'd be doing. My mother babied him. As hard as this move has been, it's made a big difference to him. Maybe the fact that it's new to both of us. Could be that he sees it as our house now, and not mine. Maybe he's noticed all the stress I've been under and he's taken it upon himself to help.

Whatever it is, I am so happy. It's like he's come back to life. To think that he decided to go to the church next door all on his own. I know he misses mother, but I wonder if living with her and seeing how very sick she was took a toll on him.

I've made good progress on my client work today. The sun is shining and it's 72 degrees. I have my new Verizon Palm phone. I think I might just survive after all. Maybe even thrive...