I hope everyone had a safe and fun holiday.
Life continues to throw curve balls.
Youngest still continues to have drama. Every time I post what is going on it changes once again. We are trying to stay strong. Last week-end he was in the ER two nights in a row. A back injury and then a break down. Not a total one, just one of the times when he gets overwhelmed.
My mom fell once again. She has a rod in her leg to her hip so that she can't break her leg or hip. This time it was her pelvis that fractured. She spent three days in the hospital and now is in rehab. She refuses assisted living and tells the doctors she has help at home to get released. She doesn't. I think she assumes it will be me. I was there all last week. I even had to put her beloved dog to sleep. Yes, second Yorkie in a short time. Hers was 15 and crying constantly from pain. My only other sibling says don't upset her about the help. He will be home the 20th. He had set that date before his fall. No change of plans for him. He lives in Alabama. My mom will be released this week. Until then, I guess they assume that I will do it all. She is demanding and critical about everything I do. She always has been. She refuses to listen to anyone that she can't continue to do what she does. She just goes ahead anyway.
I came home on Friday. Yesterday we went to our village parade. They close the town down for four days and have a street fair, entertainment, food and lots of class reunions. Missed all but the parade. When our kids were little we spent every waking hour downtown working or just having fun.
We had another showing on Thursday. My husband took off work because I couldn't be here. He has to take off work every time she goes into the hospital. Lots of interest but no offers. A condo where we wanted to go came available. We went to look at it today. Unless we get an offer really quick, it will sell before we can buy it.
Hank went with me and helped keep me company. It was rough because my dog didn't like him. While we were gone his big brother Piper was depressed. You should have seen him run to the puppy when I got home. They play non-stop.
I am going back to check on my mom tomorrow. I don't think I will stay over. She has a list of outfits and shoes that she wants brought to her. It's a two hour drive. So I will be on the road for four hours. She could leave the rehab at any time. They never give you warning.
Sorry to be so negative. We have been down this path many times before. It's always about three weeks before my life returns to normal.
Best wished for a good week for you all.