Well, on the third I saw the dentist. Other than some places they need to keep watch over, the lady said my teeth are fine. Yes! I just hope I can keep them that way. Oi.
I think it was Tuesday that I was out of it, but I cannot be too certain. Perhaps that was the day we did some errands.
Wednesday, my mom and I left for haircuts around eight thirty. We got there around ten fifty. Mom’s appointment started at eleven and mine at twelve, so I had an hour to kill. I always go to three places, but I know that I will never find anything I am looking for. It proved true this trip as well.
Thursday I cleaned and I think there was something added into all that, but I really cannot recall. Anyway, I took a brief nap and then my mom came by to have me help her with the storage shed. Yeah, we have a shed crammed full of things that are likely useless, but no one has really had the time to go through the items and decide what is needed and not.
My mom was hoping to do that that day. She was way over her head. Silly woman. We spent our time there sorting and in between checked at the Laundromat where she was trying to get a huge quilt-like top blanket. By the time the thing was to be dry, we stopped on our attempts in the shed. It was getting dark out.
Friday is a bit of a blur. I believe my mom got her nails done. When she came back we went to do errands. We stopped by the grocery store. She got some of the necessary groceries, while I got my usual. After that we stopped at a place called Sally’s to get her a new hair brush. Once home she got ready for a work related Christmas party.
She and my dad left around six thirty. My brother came home, got us some dinner at Chili’s and after I ate, I collapsed. I was out from seven until one Saturday afternoon. Dad meanwhile put up indoor Christmas decorations and the tree. When my mom was ready she and I decorated it. Some point later I hit the bed again, still out of it. My dad eventually comes in to tell me dinner was ready. I obliged, ate and I believe I passed out again.
Hm… Sunday I kept in my room most of the day. I meandered out here and there. My sister “magically” appeared somewhere in all that when I was spending time with my cat and suffering from coldness. I read, slept, read, slept and other things most of the afternoon. My sister and I watched an old video from 1998 when my cat was only eight weeks old. The day piddled on.
My brother at one point told me not to leave my room. I responded okay. A while later he comes back to tell me to keep away from the other side of the house – my mom’s room in particular. I respond okay. After a while I wanted to see my cat. I moseyed out and made sure I did not go passed the halfway point. I called to ask if I could meander out. No one answered. I called to him, my parents, sister and then anyone. No one answered. I sighed.
In the end everyone had been in my mom’s room. What was it all about? Guess. Christmas presents. It was something my brother got. Obviously it was something for me. Apparently everyone decided to look, watch or help him wrap it. Oi. Silly humans.
Dinner came, we had lasagna and in the beginning we were all in the living room. That changed after some minutes of watching the sort of comedy my brother and father prefer. Mom was the first to leave. My sister was the second. I held out. Some humor was gross and my father could not believe he was watching that with me next to him. I just smirked and kept eating. Once done though, I meandered off.
For a while I was in my mom’s room listening to her and my sister talk about a girl she (my sister) knew. Certain things made me go retrospective or something like that. I brought up things to my mom once in a while through the conversation in uncertainty. What struck me interesting though was at some point she said, “It is because of your autism.”
I’m not offended or anything, but it was interesting to actually hear that from someone else when not in some sort of session with one of my doctors.
Anyway, my sister eventually left around seven. I likely disappeared into my room around then.

Um… I guess that is it… other than notes, anyway. The thirteenth my cat is going in for a check up again. I am hoping for better results regarding his health. If it manages to be, I will be very happy. My little cat…
The fourteenth is not a day I go to see Wynne. That was indeed moved. I think on the twenty-eighth. I think something is happening then… but I am not certain.
Some one owes me homemade fries that weekend.
My brother’s b-day will be coming up on the 22nd.
Christmas comes.
Somewhere in between all that we are going to try to visit my great aunt.

Okay.