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What Day is it Anyway? Sunday, April 26th, 2020

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My day today so far–10:59pm: 

I made it while it’s still the “today” in the title! Yay!

Went today and yesterday to clear some stuff out of my mother’s room in the retirement home. It’s a bit of a melancholy job, all on my own. The end of an era, and I have no one to share it with in the moment. My mother doesn’t even know I’m doing it. There’s no point telling her, because she won’t remember spending the last six years living there anyway.

I’ve made two trips back home with stuff. Her tabletops are empty and so is her closet, aside from the coats. I haven’t even really started on the 30 drawers. And no, that’s not an exaggeration. Four days to go to get it all out. *sigh*

In school news, I got an email from Alex’s teacher to say they’re not going back until the 31st of May at the earliest. By then, there will be three weeks left.

But honestly? It’s not all that bad. Nowhere near as horrifying as it would have been even a year ago, having him home all the time. We have fun, especially when we get out for walks. Now if only the weather would warm up. Here’s a photo of Alex with snowflakes in his hair, taken Friday.

But not too warm, please. I’d rather the snow than heat exhaustion.

Why I’m writing this post:

Because if you’re like me and stuck at home already, or if you’re going to be like me soon, the days of the week are going to be hell to keep track of. We have a wonderful community here on WordPress and all over the Internet as well, and I’m sure many people are feeling nervous and/or isolated. I want to make sure every one of us has somewhere to congregate and someone to talk to.

I want everyone to know that you can start discussions with each other in the comments, and if you’d like to write your own “What Day is it Anyway?” post, you can link to this one. Hashtag #WDIIA.

Let’s keep in touch!

Author: Linda G. Hill

There's a writer in here, clawing her way out.

14 thoughts on “What Day is it Anyway? Sunday, April 26th, 2020

  1. It must be hard for you clearing out your mum’s place. That photo of Alex is amazing 💜

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  2. I wish you didn’t have to do what you’re doing, alone. Sending a big hug!

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  3. Life seems to be one difficult step after another. Hang in there, Linda!

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  4. Difficult tasks at hand, Linda. Our current situation seems to make it harder — just the awareness gets me down.

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  5. I know how hard it must be clearing out your Mum’s stuff on your own. When my Mum moved into a nursing home a lot of her stuff went into my loft. It didn’t feel right getting rid of it while she was still alive. After she died it still took me a while to sort it and dispose of it. It must be really hard at the moment when charity shops are closed as well as rubbish sites. I hope you get done in time.

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  6. I will pray for the weather to warm up a little! I’m glad you figured out how to sanely coexist with Alex home since it will be a bit longer. 🙂

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  7. Best wishes packing the final Things up – hope you find good homes for all of the stuff that can be dispersed – cute pic of Alex and wishing you a good week ahead

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  8. Awe! 🙂 lovely photo of alex! So sorry about your mom and having to clear out her stuff on your own. xoxo

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  9. Wow, the clean-out continues ontop of everything you are going through. I feel for you. Yet that smile with snowflakes makes my day, I know it does yours, too!

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  10. Is it? Lost count of days and dates.😭

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