And it just gets better -
Aug. 23rd, 2004 01:42 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kyburgRemember my friends the Hartmans?
Who have been trying to get moved for weeks now? Who we got a panic call from yesterday when Mark hurt his back moving something waaay too huge alone?
Right.
We went over last night after the bare minimum at home was accomplished (that was a lot, but there's a lot to get done) - and helped them pack the truck.
It was a big mess. We took a kid home with us to spend the night and get a shower.
Overnight, the house was vandalized while nobody was there. It looks like someone dumb enough to think vegetable oil would cause a fire was trying to torch the place.
And they added maple syrup for good measure. From what Jim was telling me, it was everywhere.
*facepalms*
It's not easy to be the hardass in this case - but I have to have Jim back for class tonight. I have to have him at home to get our stuff done...but dayim, if everyone else doesn't just have SHIT on their plates today.
Staying in a rational coping mode - and having Jim stay in that place - while it doesn't feel good, does keep one functioning. Yes, she could have been gone years ago. We could have lost her four years ago. She's had a very good, long run -
But when you have a good relationship with your mother - there really isn't anyone who's loved you more or longer, your whole life. And after she's gone, there just isn't anyone left who's known me that well.
I just don't want her to keep jumping hoops to have a good exit out of this place, yanno?
A memory I've had this morning involved a time when younger brother crashed Mom's car. I was working at Avis at the time and was able to get a kick-ass rate for the rental - something like $12 a day. Mom got a brand-new car to drive.
I'm less than 20 minutes away from the one facility everyone thinks would be the place Mom will need to be seen at. And I have room for her to live with me while she does, if that course of treatment is needed. I am in the right place, yet again.
Just in time.
Who have been trying to get moved for weeks now? Who we got a panic call from yesterday when Mark hurt his back moving something waaay too huge alone?
Right.
We went over last night after the bare minimum at home was accomplished (that was a lot, but there's a lot to get done) - and helped them pack the truck.
It was a big mess. We took a kid home with us to spend the night and get a shower.
Overnight, the house was vandalized while nobody was there. It looks like someone dumb enough to think vegetable oil would cause a fire was trying to torch the place.
And they added maple syrup for good measure. From what Jim was telling me, it was everywhere.
*facepalms*
It's not easy to be the hardass in this case - but I have to have Jim back for class tonight. I have to have him at home to get our stuff done...but dayim, if everyone else doesn't just have SHIT on their plates today.
Staying in a rational coping mode - and having Jim stay in that place - while it doesn't feel good, does keep one functioning. Yes, she could have been gone years ago. We could have lost her four years ago. She's had a very good, long run -
But when you have a good relationship with your mother - there really isn't anyone who's loved you more or longer, your whole life. And after she's gone, there just isn't anyone left who's known me that well.
I just don't want her to keep jumping hoops to have a good exit out of this place, yanno?
A memory I've had this morning involved a time when younger brother crashed Mom's car. I was working at Avis at the time and was able to get a kick-ass rate for the rental - something like $12 a day. Mom got a brand-new car to drive.
I'm less than 20 minutes away from the one facility everyone thinks would be the place Mom will need to be seen at. And I have room for her to live with me while she does, if that course of treatment is needed. I am in the right place, yet again.
Just in time.
