Went next door to feed the feral cats. Couldn't find my keys. Oh well. When I got back I was locked out. I always put my keys in the same place so I can find them. But somehow it doesn't work. I've been doing crossword puzzles the last couple years to ward off Alheimer's, but that doesn't seem to work either. In fact, I frequently write down the wrong letters. Or put the right letters in the wrong spaces. Well, I'ts a good thing I've kept my girlish figure. I was able to squeeze in thru a window. Maybe I should tie strings to everything like my mother did w/ mittens 60 some years ago. It's a terrible thing to lose a mind. Especially when it is your own.