Saturday, September 15, 1984

Ruth ate a very good breakfast, lunch, dinner and a midnight snack at 9PM, four high-calorie meals. She's been crabby and repetitive all day though.

I pruned one-half of the raspberry bushes and my peach tree. I did a load of clothes and dried them. I put the painting gear, that I'll need for Mom's breezeway ceiling in my car.

I got a gate key for the new tenant, since I couldn't find one at home, then I picked up the rent from my new tenant at his place of employment. I bought my supply of groceries for my job at Ruth's next week.

I realized, when I was getting the painting gear, that Steve not only took Mom's digital clock, but many of my tools also. I wonder if he would have wanted the clock, if he had realized it stopped for about five minutes around the time of Mom's death.

If I keep working one-hundred, thirty-eight hours a week, I wonder how I'm going to last long enough to get all the bills current.