One of those days

Since I'm leaving soon, I'm madly getting chores done--like balancing the budget, painting the porch, making lists, planning to utilize each second I have.  So after fitness, I was planning to paint, but instead played hostess to Pete's brother and wife whom I hadn't seen in years.  They were here briefly, yet, made coffee, found a sweet in the freezer, etc. etc.  I ended up beginning on the porch far later than I'd hoped and ended up painting the porch until late in the afternoon.  A quick shower and off to see Mom.   Maryann was in the dining room with Mom. I could see Mom looked rather "zombie-like" today--distant, eyes not really focusing.  I asked her how the Civic Music concert was  yesterday and she stared blankly off into space, her brain trying to bring up that concert, but it wasn't working.  Mayrann asked me a question and my response solicited questions from Mom and comments like, "I didn't know that. When did this all happen?"   Somehow all those questions and her not understanding things really bothered me and I could tell I ended up several times raising my voice.   I felt exasperated and frustrated.  The SLOW walk back to the apartment and the chores, which today included running the dishwasher also frustrated me and it didn't seem the dishwater was working.  Will have to check that out.