We go to my MIL each weekend. Told her we would be later than usual. Door was locked. Got our key and rang the bell. There's a long entry to the inner door and MIL answers it trying to pull on her robe, but in Full Monty. This is a woman who really cared about having her looks all put together if someone would see her. Asked what she had been doing. Had all her jewelry on the bed going through it. Ok who stands in their room stark naked reviewing their jewelry?
What stage of dementia is this? This was a new behavior.