Calling, beckoning is the mess in my mom’s house. We took a break. Backs fried. Mentally exhausted. Now with mounting liens and a nagging timeline we must return to the smells, mildew, mold and mess. Equally beckoning is my 93 y/o aunt. Her hoarding mess is nagging as well, especially on her. We have grown closer and closer and the investment of time seems equally pressing.
How to divide time and energy between such messes and obligations? Time to dig down deep and see it through.