Busy bee

Caulking, glazing, painting has been my forte for the past couple of weeks. Man, I'm TIRED! From the time I get up till dinner, I haven't stopped. I inherited my "handiness" from my Father. I've never been afraid to get my hands dirty and do the so called "manly" jobs. If it wasn't for me, some things wouldn't get done around here. ::ahem::

Yesterday we stopped by to visit Joe and bring him some snacks. I had another gagging attack........I can't stand it anymore!!!! His urinal grosses me out so much, even if I just think about it I lurch. He fuckin' spits in it....the friggin' rim is coated with yellow, sticky, phlem. Why he does this, I have no answer. He's been yelled at by the nurses, by me, by Mom.........it's SO NOT sanitary to put that thing on your mouth! Imagine having to kiss him?? No friggin' way. ::shiver:: He claims he's from another planet........I'm starting to believe him.