Ipod and singing

to herself.... since 6 or so this a.m..

I think she came up and got some meds.

I don't think she's slept at all last night, not surprising and not unusual.

In fact, during the arguments of the morning, she claimed not to have slept much for 3 days now (since we returned from Philly, of course, and she could start firmly feeling the impending arrival of my mom, "the wicked witch of the west".

Been out in her swing chair on the deck with her Ipod for awhile just quietly singing to her tunes....

Crazy or coping. At least she's not in my face.

But, she did leave more crazy notes with my coffee.