It is hard to have a sense of accomplishment given the magnitude of my mom’s home and now my aunt’s. But, today I felt like we rounded a corner for my aunt’s welfare. How she will perceive it is to be seen. It is daunting to dig into any one pile like I did this morning. ‘Oh, maybe a dozen boxes. I can knock this out in an hour or so.” Several dozen boxes later, I felt my mind cave in. I didn’t have the patience today. So, I worked to finish the driveway, fill a drop box, tidy up the storage area in the garage and maybe get that kitchen floor emptied.
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After wading through several dozen cardboard boxes, that were glued together in some topsy turvy caved in world. I decided to sit and have a beer or two and smoke a cigar. I knew if I sat too long my back and neck would seize up but I sat and relaxed.
I had made a mess of the driveway, so I put some effort into the driveway and storage area.
Satisfied with the driveway’s transformation and overheated from the sun, I decided to head inside and see if the kitchen could be touched up even more.
So, it was a good day. Started out rough (wavering focus, for some reason) but I eventually found the groove and got things done.