I wish that my life would settle down and stop being so damn complicated. Pardon my French, but I think this is a good cause for swearing. I am worried, Karen and Beth are worried, and I feel lost. I am glad to finally have a chance for blogging. I have been missing it, dearly. So here is a general sum-up of my situation.
Mary, Beth's mom, is in an Olympian adult family home and is on hospis. John, Beth's brother, has a house that he owns in Tacoma, but it still has repairs before he can move in. Two of the apartments in Portland are rented and the third is almost ready, with someone who can't wait to move in. John is living in the fourth appartment and the basement is full of his stuff.
And here is the BIG PROBLEM! We are running out of money. It is that plain and simple, and yet it is so complicated. Karen, Beth and I might have to move Mary into our house, because we won't have the money to keep her in the adult family home. Then I will have to help Karen take care of Mary while Beth is teaching to earn the money.
I hope that this will not happen. It will make my home into hell, or so it would seem.
