I didn't clean the entire time that mom was in the residence. I didn't clean after she died at all, until today. I have been doing laundry ever since Tuesday though, because it didn't get done while I was running back and forth either, and it was getting pretty desperate around here!
I also need to get to the grocery but I have a firm rule that I can't shop with my kids because I can't concentrate and it's not worth it if Bean has one of his almighty tantrums in the store.
I got a lot done today which surprises me most of all considering that normally with both of my kids home I can't get anything done. But Bug was feeling cooperative enough to sit on my hip or toss luandry out of baskets so I could make progress. I let Bean watch tv because today was a snow day and he's go the double pink eye still. I think. Shit, I'm starting to worry that I have it or that Bug is going to get it. Wash, wash, wash my hands, that's what I'm doing, but we still may end up at the peds tomorrow morning.
I'm trying to go with a friend of mine to get cute pictures taken of the kids tomorrow morning. I'm hoping that Bean's eye troubles will have finally cleared up.
My mom's remains were delivered today to the house. After the delivery guy tried to ask me if I could just "meet him somewhere" and he'd give them to me. Okay, so I'm not comfortable with the idea of transporting my mom's ashes around yet, but I'll drive to exchange them in a gas station parking lot? I don't fuckin' think so.
I haven't written the obit yet. I want to. I need to. But I just can't seem to make myself do it. Boop even got me a blank slate to basically just fill in the spots, but I look at it and then I close the e-mail. What is wrong with me? I need to get this done. This just isn't like me. I'm a tackle the problems, or details, head on sort of person. I don't want to be in the dead mom club. Can I get my membership revoked? This blows.
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