Today was a good day to be outdoors for several reasons, the lovely fall day being just one of them. The biggest reason to get out of the house was that Carol was scrubbing carpets! My ears hurt from the roar of the vacuums and scrubbers. My abilitiy to get around since I'm blind requires that furniture be where I expect it to be. Today none of my landmarks were in their right places. I was humiliated bumping into things.
I experienced awful confusion. I felt really anxious. Jan said it would have been better if I hadn't insisted on wanting to be where the people were. I could have stayed out until this housecleaning was done. How could I have known? How is anyone able to trust those around them when friends depart from normal routines and you don't understand why?