Sometimes the loss or fuzziness of recent memories is a blessing. My Aunt is a bit fuzzy re the proposed visit into her hoarding home by a distant nephew and family. She has waited since Saturday for the call. Nothing. She has tidied up and made room for 5 to sit and visit. She made the mental accommodation to allow others into her home.
So, I will not make excuses for others. This has happened before but, each time she gets her hopes up. Rat bastards, but not my place to point that out. She is stuffing this disappointment someplace in her mind and the rest is slipping out the holes in her memory….thank goodness. Don’t make promises to lonely old ladies you never intended to keep.