The day before yesterday, we worked at my mom's all day, then came home and worked till midnight. Yesterday, same thing, only we worked till 2 am. I got 3 hrs sleep last night, Sarah got maybe 4.
Fortunately, I sold my entertainment unit yesterday, so that gave me room to store my mom's sofa, which hasn't sold yet, in my dining room. I need to cover it because of my cats, but the problem is, I can't get to it, BECAUSE THERE ARE 48 FUCKING BOXES PILED IN FRONT OF IT.
OMG, I can't believe I got myself into this. I have maybe 5 boxes of stuff from my mom's that is stuff I'm keeping, all the rest are things for a garage sale in the spring. I called my sister and said no fucking way do I have room for all this, and that she can pick up some of the garage sale boxes and store them at her house.
Is it too early to start drinking?
Thanks Zooey.
Oh yeah, my doors were open for over an hour this morning. The windchill today is minus 20 C, and it dropped to around 48 or 50 F in my house, and the humidity dropped to around 25%. :shiver: It's still only gotten back up to the low 60s so far.
Oh, one other thing. I haven't even seen my mom since Christmas day, we've been so busy. She moved into the retirement home the day after Christmas. I've talked to her a few times though, and this adjustment is hard for her. She sounds lonely and a little sad and a little pissed off and I miss her and just want to give her a hug and try to help her, but I'm too busy to drive to the other side of town to see her.
She called me last night, because she's frustrated with living there and in her words "I just need someone to bitch to."