Sorting papers

 For three plus months now I have been absorbed into the life and times of SIL and her full-time care. Tax season is upon us, and her tax lady started asking for documents that I do not have, nor will I ever be responsible for. It did get me thinking that our taxes need to be in order and soon. Since I was awakened early to the "tapping" of someone on a wall, I thought I may as well get started sorting out papers that have been shoved here and there. Of course, my onlooker had lots of opinion on what I was doing in the dark of the night (0445). Frankly, so did I! It is sorting that must be done.

One thing I do love about the early morning is watching the deer come through the yard. Generally, there are about 7 including one buck. As I sat this morning and watched, SIL had already been set back in her chair and it was just DH and I sitting at the table. Sorting had been cleared so meds and cereal could be taken care of. We both had coffee that didn't taste all that great. I think my coffee drinking days are waning.

It's okay as coffee has not been a part of my life forever. I grew up drinking tea. Coffee was associated in my mind, with smokers. Why? Because in my small world the only coffee drinkers that I knew also smoked. Did I mention I was, am, simple minded? The first friend I made after getting stationed in Colorado is the one who got me drinking creame... eh I mean coffee. She discovered Carnation French Vanilla. She shared. I still didn't like coffee, but creamer?!?! The rest is history and weight gain!

Time for online church as it is my turn to stay home with SIL.