I’m a bit stiff and sore today, but not too bad. I ran the Veteran’s Day half-marathon yesterday, my fourth year in a row to run that (I finished in 2:09:22, slowest time yet by 40 seconds), but honestly I wasn’t sure I was going to be able to finish it at all because my knee has been hurting so much lately when I run. Last week, when I ran I stopped at about 8 miles because my knee hurt so much. So I did pick up a knee support bandage and wore it to run. It was also the coldest race day by far. I had a lot of layers on. The bandage helped a lot, I think. So my running goal for the year is over and now my goal is to not run again until my foot and knee stop hurting. Beth also had a craft show yesterday, conveniently in Columbia City. The race started at 8, the show started at 9, and as I was running along a segment of Old 30 she and the girls passed me going the opposite direction. We saw each other so that was cool. I stopped by after the race and then came back after I’d gone home to shower, and stayed to help out for the rest of the time. Unfortunately this show was not nearly as good as the previous show, she sold 8 jars of soup all day and mostly to other people who were selling things at the show. It was the first year for this particular show, so maybe that was why there wasn’t much foot traffic. Thursday was the Veteran’s Day concert at the middle school; Natalie is in the choir so we all went to the evening show. Since I’m a veteran Natalie got to introduce me…which she did, as her dad. Last Tuesday was also the Veteran’s Day program at the church with SOS. The kids put on a nice dinner and a brief show (piano recital of patriotic songs), then gave out gifts to the veterans of a very nice embroidered plush blanket.

Now on to Mom. She seems to be over the UTI and the antibiotics have been in her system for some time now, but doesn’t seem to be getting better mentally. The nurses have told me that a UTI in a dementia patient makes them really crazy but I was hoping she’d get back something. She still won’t leave Mary, her sister in the mirror. Beth and I got her to eat lunch with us in the dining room last weekend but she left early to go check on Mary. And she’s insisting she wants to go to her grandma’s house. Meanwhile, Laura and I are trying to finish getting things in Arizona taken care of, most notably the Prius. We still do not have the title. For some reason the landlord started pitching a fit over us leaving the car in the garage, or more precisely that nobody was talking to him about it. Which is disputable. Anyway he was being pretty hostile with the estate sale agents so I called him to smooth things over best I could; he agreed that we could keep the car in the garage until we could dispose of it but the estate sale people moved it out right away anyway. Laura called then to get the utilities shut off so we are done with the house. But the car in in the agent’s driveway now and we still do not have the title. We’d designated one of the estate people as a POA so she could go to MVD for us, as MVD had told us to, but when she got there MVD told her that she could not do it that way (can’t use a POA to designate another POA) and they wouldn’t give her the title. So plan B was for me to get mom to sign all the affidavits and POAs herself and send those in so they could get the title that way. I brought in a mobile notary with the documents but mom just looked at them and asked what they were over and over again. Wouldn’t sign, and the notary could tell she didn’t understand them so he wasn’t going to notarize them anyway. So to Plan C. Either I or Laura have to go to Phoenix.