I was munching on cauliflower and celery sticks. I must have bothered the movie watchers and the Observer. In fairness, there was the sound of popcorn munching from surrounding seats. A crunch is a crunch regardless of what makes the crunch, right?
By the end of the night, I was a grump. My butt was sore. Poor Observer who took the brunt of moodiness. He never complains. I met a lady on the bus who had a sore back. She was sweet. I felt bad for her. I could feel her pain - only in a different location. Pain is pain regardless of where it comes from, right?
My attendant care manager forget to schedule an attendant to get me ready early this morning. I awoke at seven ' o clock with a hunch no one would come. What could I do? I called the attendant care lounge, but nothing could be done. They can't magically produce staff. Quota is quota regardless of schedule changes. It sucks, but that's how life goes sometimes. Fortunately, life only sucks sometimes.