Sent my aunt some flowers

My coworkers gave my family a beautiful sympathy card and gift card. Today my daughter and her boyfriend, my youngest daughter, son, husband and I are going out for dinner. I am not really in the mood for pasta, but I'm sure there will be other choices, perhaps bread and a salad. I was taking a funeral order and confused the elderly woman because I thought the order was for someone other than her brother, another person altogether. I feel badly, making a difficult time even harder. I need to clarify names, listen better. Then there was another call, a woman at the cemetery wondering where her fall plants were. We didn't know the family was coming at a specific time today to take pictures, the service is tomorrow. So many issues. Yesterday there was a problem because our delivery driver left some roses at a place of business. The sender wanted the gift taken to a home if the recipient left work early. Late in the day, we ran the roses to her house after already dropping off roses to her work. On a happier note, I called a flower shop in the city where my elderly uncle and aunt live. I asked the designer to make an arrangement in a novelty container. She thought she might have a birdhouse or wheelbarrow. Something for my aunt who has dementia to talk about and enjoy. More exciting than flowers in a glass vase. The woman told me that her flowers come fedex from 150 miles away. Crazy! I will have to borrow my aunt for a mother, since my own has passed on. Talked to my dad last night and he was exhausted. He had trimmed a hedge the day before and worn himself out.