Oh my. Where do I start? So much seems to have been going on that I’m not sure I can write a coherent blog post. So, here goes.
In May, mom moved into an assisted living facility. It fell on me, the only kid that lives nearby, to pack up her condo. Ninety-one years of life equates to a lot of stuff. So much stuff that, as we moved it to her new apartment, her new apartment was turning rapidly into a future episode of Hoarders. I had to rent a storage unit to house it so that we could sort through it later.
Mom has decided to rent out her condo. This is a wise move, I think, because of the real estate market and also because it will provide her a little extra income each month. This means that the condo needed updating. Mom has excellent taste in finishes but the gold brass door handles and knobs and sliding bathtub/shower door with mirror all had to go.
We started with replacing the dishwasher. I talked about some of my ideas here. Replacing the dishwasher opened Pandora’s box as we tried to figure out how to shut off the water. Turns out, we found out later, you have to turn off half of the whole building. We ended up having a water leak behind the hot water heater, and that meant ripping out the 16 year old water heater, calling in people who dry out water damage, and fixing the damage in her condo and the three other units that the water seeped into. Then everything stalled. For about three weeks.
Finally, we have a general contractor who is doing a lot of work for us to get this place finished. He’s bringing in a carpet guy, a tile guy, and a plumber and he’s helping me to coordinate all the work that has to get done. Between my home and my job, it’s almost more than I can handle. I’m so grateful for this friend in my life.
Also in May, my oldest daughter bought a new house with her hubby and kids and they moved also. What a huge milestone. I’m so proud of them. It took a while for them to get in to the new place and for nearly a week, they were homeless (long story and it’s her story) and for three weeks (I believe) their stuff was packed and in storage. But they are now proud homeowners.
There’s been Mom’s long term care insurance hassles that I’ve been dealing with also. Good thing I have a background in benefits administration and my father was a writer of small business insurance policies, so I know a little bit about them. They finally approved the claim and after many calls and faxing paperwork back and forth, they are finally paying mom her benefits.
Phew….
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I really wish some days that my life would slow down. On the other hand, staying busy keeps me out of my head and away from stinking thinking. But I get so damned tired. Finally we get my daughter and granddaughter healthy and the other two women in my immediate family decide to up and move within two weeks of each other. My 91 year old mom decided to move into a retirement/assisted living facility (this is a VERY good thing) and my daughter and her hubby bought a house. Yay!
