Whiteout.

I think this will soon be the colour of my hair with everything that's been going on lately.
As it is, it was a blip of my fluffy scarf hanging behind my bedroom door. I'm getting so lazy with my blips these days.

Not much to report really. I managed to sleep this afternoon and I hope it's done me some good and that I'll still be able to sleep tonight.

Mum is being difficult. I managed to stand her up to get her to start walking but the minute I moved she sat back down and it takes a lot to get her up. It makes my arm ache and I can't keep on doing that time after time. So to see her just give up and sit down again and give a silly reason for doing so just frustrates me.

I looked to the heavens and counted to ten and eventually persuaded her to try again but she kept saying she couldn't do it even before she tried.

I've come to learn how a person's belief in themselves makes all the difference to what they can achieve.

The more she sits there telling herself she can't do it the less chance there is that she ever will. When she is in a more positive frame of mind she manages it.

I can't physically lift her, I can only support her so when she sat down and refused to try again there was nothing more I could do and I've had to leave her sitting in her chair where she will probably remain all night long now.

Hopefully by morning she'll have decided standing is something she can do because her need to do so will be greater by then.