Came home yesterday to see only Wayne in the living room. The care aide was no where to be seen (at first).

Then a cheery voice called from the laundry room, “I’m in here, doing laundry.”

She had collected everything she could find and washed clothes for us. I was so surprised and grateful. Told her she didn’t need to do any chores, just bathe Wayne and be company for him.

She’s all of 5′ tall and drew herself to 5’5″ and said she “dirtied” some of the towels, etc. so was washing them.

Also, they had a nice long walk, Wayne sprinting up and down the hills like a kid. I asked her to make him some toast and cheese for a 2pm snack. She said thought an omelet would be nice, too.

These gals deserve medals.