My brother plans to move my mom in with him and his wife when they retire sometime in the spring. I don't drive to Canyon, so the move really does not affect me. My brother said I could move in with them too, but unless I get totally helpless, I will remain where I am.
Corey has not contacted me in a couple of weeks. I know he keeps busy at work and when he gets home he does not want to mess with an old woman.
Jami brought by some kitty things of her mother's. A cute fan, some kitty books and a cute wooden kitty I am going to put on my door. My vacuumer was here at the time, so Jami did not stay.
I went to Wal-Mart and bought a squeegee, mop, cat food and some new Swifter duster heads. Unfortunately, I have not done any cleaning, so the floor remains dirty and the cobwebs still handy in the corner.
A week later I bought groceries. I bought healthy foods that require preparation and cooking. I just do not have the motivation to cook. So I eat crackers and chips.
I feel like the Townes Van Zandt song.
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