The last couple of weeks – and really, the last couple of months – seem surreal. No one realized that Dad would go downhill and pass away so quickly. The last week, Mom and I have been go-go-go from sunup to sundown… there’s no time to grieve with all this paperwork needing to be done while I’m still down there.
I’m incredibly grateful that Mom has an excellent support system in her neighborhood and also through ongoing services from Hospice. Although Charlie (my brother) and I will have to go down a lot more often to help out and make sure she’s all right, I know that if she needs immediate help there are good friends right there with her.
So – now I’m home. Or, well, almost. I’m at Starbucks, waiting for Ken to get off work. Should be early today as tomorrow’s a holiday (Thank You Lord!) – today’s his birthday, so we’re going out to eat 
THEN home.
But once I’m home… gaaaaah! I need to hit the virtual power button and reboot.
- reboot the house (clean it from top to bottom, as I’m sure there is dog fur everywhere)
- reboot the fish tanks and probably dismantle a couple of them for deep cleaning
- reboot the Bible study routine
- reboot dance practice and exercise
- reboot eating right! No more Bojangles!
- reboot the Melaleuca business, which has languished due to my attention being on my folks
- reboot the blogs
And maybe find a job, at least for the short term. We’ll see.
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