December 2018 Island Trip 2 – Day Three
Today was filled with what felt like ‘lasts.’ Not because the house is rented, but because I did things like: Donate mom’s couch to a community resource organization. Earlier this week my eldest daughter asked why I was keeping the couch. I told her it was part of a matched set, the other piece being […]
December 2018 Island Trip 2 – Day Two
Today was intensely busy while feeling a bit disjointed at the same time. After taking my time getting going this morning, the following managed to get done/observed/x/x: The weatherization crew was hard at work by 8AM, and finished in time to catch an earlier boat back to their Island. The fireplace insert refused to work […]
December 2018 Island Trip 2 – Day One
I made three quick stops after getting off the boat: Groceries, dropping off a small gift to the real estate broker who ultimately got the house leased for me, and had a pastel drawing assessed by a gal who sold a piece of art for me earlier this year. Alas there is no locked up […]
IKEA
My former mother-in-law, Jane, is now in stable enough health to make the move to assisted living near us. Due to chronic C-dif, managed via medication, there are only two assisted living communities that can accommodate her needs in our area: memory care and chronic infection. The community my daughters chose is less than a […]
Christmas Calling
Yesterday my mother-in-law told my DH that mom has been calling her over the last two or three weeks (three times), saying that I haven’t been returning mom’s calls regarding Christmas plans. Mom hasn’t called me for nine days. That call, nor any that preceded it, had anything to do with Christmas plans. I wonder […]
Photography Class
A favorite quilt instructor of mine, out of Colorado, teaches an on-line photography class. At the end of last month, the price for the class was deeply discounted for about a week. I went back and forth trying to decide whether to take this class, worse than a 16-year old girl figuring out what to […]
Crochet Dreams
Saturday morning I had a dream about trying to continue with a very large and complicated piece of crochet. Being unable to pickup the stitch where I’d left off sometime before (weeks, months, years?), I ripped the stitching back, repeatedly, in an attempt to pick it up again. It wasn’t that I was unable to […]
Taking Stock
Last night I took stock, out loud, of everything that’s going on, hoping to find the reason(s) for my general punky mood: Cindy is dying. We new it around the corner, but Tim and I are having deep conversations about being guilt-free as he administers medications for her comfort that will surely hasten her passing. […]
Redundancies
Now that both of mom’s houses are emptied, I find that we are surrounded with duplicates and triplicates of certain sundry household items. While I appreciate extra shaving cream and plastic wrap, some days it feels like we live in an oddly stocked gas station mini-mart. Bathroom products live in the travel trailer, three bathrooms, […]
Dementia Dance - Travels with Mom 