Sounds just like Mrs M. Now demands supper as soon as it goes dark. I prepare it, then she does the washing up. I then follow her around; recovering the frying pan from the fridge, the spatula from the bread bin, the drain plugs from the microwave etc etc. She then decides to go to bed: but after 5 minutes is back in the kitchen to polish the table top. Back to bed with a glass of water, and then 10 minutes later, back in the lounge cos she forgot to get undressed, can't find her pyjamas, which I had carefully laid out on the electric blanket, and doesn't know how to switch the bedroom light off. Another 20 minutes and back in the kitchen, looking for a biscuit cos she's hungry and can't get to sleep. And why hadn't we had supper yet anyway? Yes Jean, I think you've met sundowning.Welcome to the club, grin and bear it, and keep smiling.
malomm