In the morning, when Bob is all rested, talking to him is so normal. He remembers everything from days before and things of the past. However, as the day goes on, the more mentally tired Bob gets, then the memory fades. For example, this evening we were looking at pictures of his house in Fairmont, MN. He doesn't remember it at all; he was very tired. However, I bet if I show the pictures to him in the morning, which I will, he'll remember. I'll keep you posted.
Bob took a trip to Eugene with his mom and dad today. I was like a lost little puppy, not knowing what to do with myself, wandering from room to room, looking out the windows, rummaging through the refrigerator and cupboards, looking for food I didn't need or want, but ate anyhow. I had plenty to do, but got absolutely nothing done.
I'm having a tough time deciding to let go of my education background to dive into learning trading stuff. It's economically the right thing to do, and I'm sure, once I learn the knowledge part of trading, I can do something educationally with it; it's the "pause" that saddens me. Does anyone have some insight for me? email me
Bob and Jan
Christmas Eve
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