Monday, January 14, 2008
28. He let me go through his stuff
When people are sick and don't feel well they will generally let you do anything. Illness just demands that you be easily manipulated....not enough energy to protest! And given he has spent a week or so in bed, there was laundry and cleaning to be done at my friends house. I did ask permission first....Urged Larry to dose up on NyQuil and had fun cleaning. I cleaned and vacuumed, and being fastidious as I am, did some major reorganizing. If you are going to clean shelves, you have to empty them first, right? And go through everything? All kidding aside, I really didn't snoop unnecessarily. And I didn't find anything much to go through. Bits and pieces. So either there are no goods (unlikely) or the evidence is well stashed (likely). But the point was, Larry didn't once come out to check on me or sneak up on me to see what I was doing. I think in all honesty, he felt too bad to care. But, I would rather think that the boundaries of his life are widening.