COMING TOGETHER--82
Well now, guess what happened. Scorpions came into Mom's apartment, scaring her pretty good, convincing her she needed to move out. I killed one in her kitchen while she was there. I had the apartments call the exterminator, who came out to spray and leave traps.
But then the next night another baby scorpion showed up in one of the bedrooms. Evidently, this one came through the bathroom associated with that bedroom. They are ugly, threatening looking like miniature crabs with a tongue like a cobra. The exterminator had done the minimum; but not enough to keep Mom from wanting to move.
In a way, I like the result. I am in contact with a lady who specializes in finding accomodations for the elderly. I hope to meet her Sunday. This might just work, even though moving Mom's furniture will be an ordeal.
Maybe living in a retirement apartment complex will enable me to work on days rather than nights. Maybe I'll get some time away from my mother. I need it, my friends say they look at my face and can see the stress and discouragement.
Now it is Sunday afternoon. I have met with Ruth, who specializes in finding the right place for people in retirement. We met, had a long talk. She mentioned a place about 2 miles from where Mom and I live. I went over there. I really liked the place, but Mom has been noncommittal. I hope she is willing to move in.
Our immediate problem is the rent is due on Tuesday. She would have to break her lease to move right away; I wish she would move right away but that involves some serious cash. And then we would have to find a place for all of her stuff. I don't think all of her stuff will go into the new apartment, but about 90% of it will.
The new retirement apartment management don't want me living with Mom, which is great! I dont want to live with her any more. It's too stressful to be worried about her 24/7. I probably should just stop worrying but if there's no one to come see her, it's hard to just stop.
This means I will have to get an apartment, back to living on a shoestring and dealing with a tight budget. Oh well, this living well was the best revenge but it's about to end.
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