Tonight's picture was taken in July of 2009. We were home and Mattie received this wooden Sponge Bob figurine from a friend. I was NOT a Sponge Bob fan and did not allow Mattie to watch it. But once he got cancer, he learned about this cartoon in clinic. Of course, the more I did not like something, the more Mattie loved it (like any kid)! In this photo, Mattie was giving me his Sponge Bob impression! Totally priceless!!!
Quote of the day: I was in charge of everything and in control of nothing. ~ Sarah Manguso
I woke up this morning and realized things were beeping around the house and I had to address it. Yet, if I focused on the beeping, I wouldn't be able to get ready in time, make breakfast, get my dad up and my mom ready for her physical therapy session. Every day, it is a different kind of rat race! I never know what shoe is going to drop, but rest assured, something will happen. I am always braced for it.
When I finally got my dad to his memory care center, I came home, and walked into a train wreck. The kitchen looked like there was an explosion of rubber and a flood of water all over the floor. I did not know what was going on, all I could see was my mom was walking around in circles and making the situation worse. I immediately got her to a chair to sit down, so I could assess what was going on! Because believe it or not, my mom couldn't explain what was happening, nor did she know why there was a flood of water on the floor and rubber pieces everywhere.
It turns out while out walking with her physical therapist, the tread of her sneakers must have been coming off, so the pieces (and I mean the mind field of rubber) all over the kitchen was from her shoes. Then she did not know how to clean it while I was gone, so she got paper towels and was throwing water on the floor. Seriously I am talking a disaster in the making.
After dealing with that, I then went to the next demand from the mortgage assumption company. Recap, I have been working on this mortgage assumption since May. When I tell you it is beyond stressful, I am not kidding, because I was denied the first time, and then quickly reapplied with my parents. I have a finite time to get this resolved thanks to my marital settlement agreement. Therefore, the stress upon me is enormous because the notion of moving right now would be detrimental to my parents. Any sort of change causes havoc, therefore, I am working very hard to get this assumption done. But as one of my family members says to me all the time..... YOU SHOULDN'T have to move, this is your home! CORRECT! I picked this house, and I have worked very hard at maintaining this house ALONE since 2023. Therefore, YES THIS IS MY HOUSE and just like anything that I love, I will fight and advocate to the very end. But why must life be this hard, this unkind, and this unfair?
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