Mom

I moved mom from her independent apt. with an amazing view of Mt. Tam into an assisted living apt. near the nurses' area that doesn't have a view, but looks okay now with her stuff in it.  She sleeps nearly all the time now anyway so it wasn't like she was looking at her view before.  The hospice nurse has been saying for a few days now that mom could just go at any time. I'm not convinced, but I can't dismiss her either.  It could be denial on my part.  The brother was here at the beginning of the month, arrived the same day the nephew's wife went into labor, so we have the first ever great-grandchild now. Sister who lives in Mexico is coming up this weekend to stay for two weeks. I'm stalling on cleaning my house. She staying with me, and I'm still moving stuff from mom's apt. over here, too.  I have a test on Thursday in EMR class. I have a long to-do list. For the kerjillionth time, I'm so grateful that I was able to retire early. Looking after mom was one of the many reasons why I did it.  No rewrites for paragraphs, just a post in a bottle into the ocean.