I had a shitty night last night, as my journal showed. It continued into the morning. As we walked Scottie, I vented, lamented, and said I wanted to snap out of the negative spiral. I know I was in one. I went into the workday feeling dower, and by the end of sprint planning, I was smiling again. I have a lot to be grateful for, and whatever situation I find myself in can be changed with effort and intention. I worked from Pano and cleared out more clutter from the garage. Mainly the file cabinet. 99% cleared, 1% worth saving—scrapbook contents for the kids. I'm going to start setting things like the file cabinet out and listing for free on Craigslist. Other stiff I might sell. I'm coming up with a simple strategy, and I also touched on the topic with Kathy via email. I visited Linda solo for a few hours; most were her sleeping while the latter time was her awake and seemingly trying to communicate. It's such a challenge to balance my empathy with my frustration about how I am trying to learn up her mess. I recognized her as a simple human being today. She's lied, I've lied, we've had agendas and intentions and expectations. Still, she's a person suffering and somebody I care about. This is a learning experience. I've started talking to her more about 'here and there' as far as what is happening. How she has had this time here, and this life here, and that something else lies ahead for her. I don't know if I buy that personally. Watching her struggle makes me wonder where her thoughts start and where the biological mechanism of a degrading mind throws it all against the wall. I feel good about how I've hopefully helped her, either with her knowing deep down or just feeling the comfort of somebody being present. I'm also drained. This is wearing me down.