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Well, I’m off again. After another episode that almost landed my Mom in the hospital, again, I’m leaving in the wee early hours of Thursday morning for Texas. I’ve booked a one way ticket. I’ve still not unpacked and completely settled back into my own home after 8.5 months away, and most of the time I’ve been back, I’ve spent with my Mom. This can’t keep happening. She’s not getting better and I can’t stop worrying about her. I’ve laid down the law and I’m moving her to Oregon. I plan to spend one week gathering all the pertinent materials and documents there, arranging for a realtor to sell her mobile home, packing some delicate small things, and arranging her affairs. Optimistically, I will have the moving van in her driveway on Thursday the 28th to help me finish packing every last thing, stacking it in the van and driving it to the storage facility in Oregon. The packing team, miraculously, will somehow pack all her stuff in one day. By the end of it, they’ll stop by their weigh station then drive off for Oregon. Mom and I shall head off that very same night. I’m hoping to make it back home in 4-5 days. We’ll see. It depends how much I can drive and how much she can take in the car at one time.
She’ll be living with me for a couple weeks until I find a place for her. She wants a house, but I can’t afford to buy one for her in the moment. She’s scared of living in an apartment, but I may not have a choice. Safety is very important to her. She needs to feel secure, and she doesn’t think that can happen in an apartment. I’d love to place her in a nice, quiet neighbourhood, but even renting a house is probably more expensive than I’d be able to afford for very long. *sigh*
I’ll have to figure all that out in the coming weeks. I just need to get her here and hooked up with some doctors that I can communicate with regularly. I need to make her healthy and functional. Then, I need to concentrate on my house again. I still haven’t finished cutting my lawn from all those months away, for goodness sakes. And the rain has begun. I’m not sure how I’m going to fit all this in before it’s too late to winterize. I’m going to be up late tonight trying to organize myself for another two week trip. I just can’t seem to keep on top of everything. I can barely accomplish something before I’m whisked off to some other place. I’m falling further and further behind in my work, too.
Bah. I’m rambling. I’d better stop now and keep focused. There’s no use in complaining when I have so much to do.
She’ll be living with me for a couple weeks until I find a place for her. She wants a house, but I can’t afford to buy one for her in the moment. She’s scared of living in an apartment, but I may not have a choice. Safety is very important to her. She needs to feel secure, and she doesn’t think that can happen in an apartment. I’d love to place her in a nice, quiet neighbourhood, but even renting a house is probably more expensive than I’d be able to afford for very long. *sigh*
I’ll have to figure all that out in the coming weeks. I just need to get her here and hooked up with some doctors that I can communicate with regularly. I need to make her healthy and functional. Then, I need to concentrate on my house again. I still haven’t finished cutting my lawn from all those months away, for goodness sakes. And the rain has begun. I’m not sure how I’m going to fit all this in before it’s too late to winterize. I’m going to be up late tonight trying to organize myself for another two week trip. I just can’t seem to keep on top of everything. I can barely accomplish something before I’m whisked off to some other place. I’m falling further and further behind in my work, too.
Bah. I’m rambling. I’d better stop now and keep focused. There’s no use in complaining when I have so much to do.