Moving Out
The transition from her lovely house to a retirement community was an extremely taxing experience for her. Nothing could be more perfect than the way she was treated at the house.
Moving Out
There was nothing to be upset about. Despite the fact that the majority of her misconduct was condoned by the personnel, she simply craved for the freedom she had previously had. The gesture meant a great deal to her, especially in light of what she was now doing with the pop-up tabs to keep herself engaged.
Boxes And Boxes Of Tabs
The boxes, bags, and gallon bottles that filled every nook and cranny of her room were stacked high on the shelves. Her days were spent searching for cans and peeling the tabs off the cans she came across. Ruth spent every waking second of her days searching for cans and peeling the tabs off of the cans she came across.
Boxes And Boxes Of Tabs
It was a regular ritual for her to sit down and count out her daily stipend, then repeat the procedure every day. Nobody understood why she was acting in such a strange manner, but they would soon find out why she was acting in such a strange manner.
