Over the past few weeks Jim seems to have lost his middle ground. It’s either forget or fixate.

The forgetting isn’t hard to deal with as a caregiver I’ve grown used to it. But holy-moly the fixation is unrelenting – Especially for things that cannot be accomplished immediately. It’s like they’re on a continuous reminder loop until they can be resolved.

Case in point, we have a tree on our front lawn that looks ragged. It’s in a small copse of other trees which forced it’s trunk to lean out as it grew to get adequate sun and rain. Jim has decided it needs to be cut down, which is fine except.. we need a permit before we can call an arborist to remove the tree.

Permits are not instant.

They’ve received the permit application and will send someone to inspect the tree before issuing the permit. This process has already taken a week and Jim has asked me several times a day if I’ve heard from ‘those people’. Note – he’s not always sure who he’s waiting to hear from, it’s just an unfinished task plaguing him.

I’ve also noticed that saying , “it’s Saturday” or “It’s the weekend” doesn’t register with him. I have to follow that statement up with, “their offices are closed today.”

He also wants a haircut, his barbour is closed due to Covid shut downs. This will be a nagging unfinished task for at least another two weeks.

Patience… Patience!