I know, I know, there’s only a week left to go before April gets here. But I’d like to take the opportunity to remind everyone to get their projects done and their links in, and to give a shout out to the bloggers who have joined in so far this month. They’re all so awesome! Make sure you check them out! I’ll turn off the comments in this post and redirect you to the March 1st prompt to link your entries there.
Here’s what I’m working on this month. I’m about halfway through it: all I’ve coloured so far is the dragon and the crown. I’m still hoping to get it finished in the next week.
Thank you to our members who have posted so far! Here they are:
The last piece of mail I received was from the people who provide medications to my mum’s retirement home. She doesn’t get her own mail anymore–it confuses her too much. They accidentally gave her her Visa bill last week and she’s been phoning me obsessing over it.
Anyway, this bill for meds comes to about $1.50 a month. Maybe less. I never know whether to pay it, because the bank charges more (I think) for processing fees than the bill is worth. It’s like the outstanding balance of $.79 I have on my credit card right now. Is it worth it? I dunno.
Alex and I went to see my mum today. As you might have guessed, she’s out of the hospital and back at the retirement home. At this point, though, she gets confused about where she is when she’s in her room. She’s having a hard time finding her way around the building, and everything worries her. She’s almost at the top of the waiting list for a nursing home–I think it’ll only be a couple of months–so when they get to her, she’ll be moving. Not the best situation, but what can you do? If she goes back to the bottom of the list, she won’t get one of the nicer places if it becomes a necessity.
Whatever I do, she’s not going to understand. She’s going to blame me for however she feels about it because I’m the only one she has. I’m responsible for whatever happens to her.
*sigh*
It’s much easier making decisions for your kids’ lives than it is your parents’.
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