Happy Merry

Life is not for the faint hearted. Moving is for the extremely stupid. I need to sleep for a week.

My siblings are still in Asheville and will be leaving on Friday. Hospice is involved and they confirmed that our father is in the end of life but it isn't going to be a quick transition. He still has some muscle and can get out of bed and sit in his chair. He eats a few bites of food. He is fading but slowly. There's no timeline on it. But it's not going to happen this week.

He sleeps about 20 hours a day and he has a lot of confusion. He called me today and was able to have some conversation, not a lot but he checked in on the house sale and moving. 

I move one week from today. There's really nothing much left to do. I got 2 plastic totes to take on the plane to pack my blankets and kitchen must-haves. Still trying to find a home for one cat. But I'm done. Just finito. Between all this I'm stressed to my limits. 

I keep forgetting it's the holidays. I had to apologize to Mollie because I forgot completely. Thank God she's 24 cause all she wants is money anyway.

I'm just praying that this week passes quickly. Once I'm on a plane life will look so much better.