Heart~ma to Beth's MiL, and recovery~ma to Kathy's Uncle Ray.
Peaceful-passing and/or just that little bit more strength to complete that science writing~ma for Shir's great uncle.
I'm tired. I dragged all over town running errands with a resident, wearing my boots which are not comfy at all, even with arch support inserts, and then tried to dig out the group home's mailbox from having been plowed in far too deep for the postal carrier to get to it. I made some progress there, but they have such a flimsy little shovel, and the snow was packed so hard, I doubt I did enough.
Also, I have come to the conclusion that flaky house manager sincerely, truly, deeply believes that nagging and lecturing is the best, most appropriate, most effective way to change other people's behavior. So much so, that she is convinced that when I give a simple prompt and then praise them for following the prompt, I am doing *nothing* remotely useful. In the past, I have threatened to deal with her behavior the way I deal with the residents' behavior. Maybe it is time to follow through on that.