I heard from Miss Rebecca and what do you know? It seems she’s found a place to stay after all. I say that because she wants her bed but not until she can find someone with a truck to pick it up. I told her that she could have the mattress and box spring but not the frame. That frame was my parents’ bed frame for all of the years they were married. I gave it to her the first time she moved out. She broke it. Hubby fixed it. It’s staying in my house so that I can use it and set up one of the spare rooms as a guest room. She also wants the clothes she has in the dryer and whatever may be left in the room she once occupied.
When I get out of here today, I’ll go home, round-up all that stuff and put it out front. She can pick it up at her leisure. I am not ready to allow her back through the door yet.
Where she’s staying I don’t know. I didn’t ask. Maybe one day I will. But not today.
In the midst of all this with my COPD I’m getting a freakin’ chest cold! My throat is sore, I can’t stop coughing, and I’m achy all over. I really just want to go home, get in my sweats, get under a blanket with a big cup of hot tea loaded with honey and go to sleep. But I’ll do the Mom Thing and make sure her stuff is where she can readily access it. After that I’ll have my tea and try to ‘enhance my calm’.
Many thanks to those of you who have reached out to me on Facebook and through Messenger. Your kind words and support mean a great deal to me.