My Lap Is Mimi's. The Guest Room Is Mimi's. Everything Is Mimi's.

[days_unfolding]

Overslept and didn't get a chance to take a shower.

The trust said that they are sending my check overnight mail today. I'll get up earlish tomorrow to see if the check is here, and, if so, to deposit it at the bank.

The real estate agent for Mom's house sent me an invitation to a real estate listing site, which is promising, but the listing isn't up yet.

Mimi is refusing to leave my lap today, which is making work difficult. The perils of working from home....Wacky things are happening with the system at work; the system is giving a due date that is earlier than today's date with a checkout date of today.

I need to go to the grocery store tonight because I'm out of oatmeal. I think that I'll clear off the kitchen table afterward. I'm thinking about the weekend. I need to clean the house because I didn't have money for the cleaner this week. I also want to clean the upstairs. I need to wash towels and sheets. And I need to bring down the suitcase to start packing for the cruise. (I also need to pack for the Michigan trip, but it's shorter.)

Hmm. I looked into the company that manages susandennis's senior living center, and they have places in or near Illinois only in the Chicago and St. Louis areas. Also, none near Madison. The one in Wheaton sounds nice though.

Hmm. My back hurts when I bend over boxes sorting stuff. Someone on a Facebook group suggested a rolling stool. That might help. I wishlisted a stool on Amazon.

I brought some blankets upstairs into the guest room, and Mimi is taking them over. She has made a little nest in them. The guest room is HER room, according to her.

I decided to just get a few things at the local grocery store, and make a larger shopping trip to Walmart tomorrow. I almost forgot the oatmeal, but luckily, I was still in the parking lot when I remembered it.

I’m tired. I think that I’m going to go to bed. I have a lot to do tomorrow.