A Little Progress

I forgot to mention yesterday that Mom thought that she went to Chicago for her blood transfusion. I said, "No, the hospital is in Royal Oak," and she was kind of like "Whatever." So she's still confused.

I told her that there was some sort of leak in the bathroom, and she complained that fixing it will cost money. I said that if there's a leak, I can't fix it. But I need to clean the bathroom before anything else can happen.

Great, my stomach is upset again (it was yesterday too), which is probably stress.

Today I was supposed to get on the train to California. Oh well.

Oh yikes. I told Mom that there was a leak in the bathroom near the sink. She called me multiple times last night thinking that the leak was coming from the ceiling and it might cave in. I looked, and it didn't look like it was coming from the ceiling. She then said that the sink has leaked for a long time and that there's a bucket. Yep, there is a bucket and it was full. Whew.

It's going to take forever to get this place in the shape that it should be.

I got the kitchen table more cleared off. There still are some piles, but stuff is gathered together. And there now is room to eat, yay! And I found the paperwork for her Medical Guardian alert button, so I need to fill it out. I look around here and get so discouraged though.

Went to Home Depot and bought plastic containers, a padlock, and a plastic snake to clean out the sink. Mom called me back and said that she needed envelopes, so I'll stop at Target too (done).

I did get Mom to sign the form. She later said that I should go if I had stuff to do (and I do), but she asked me if I was coming back tomorrow. I said that I wasn't sure, and she got upset. I get it; she's bored and lonely, but I don't know when I can get things done.

I finally got the pants to my cleaning sweats. The bathroom is too gross to clean in good clothes.

Lay down and slept through until 3 AM local time. I'm going to go back to sleep.

Homework Day

My Italian teacher got confused as to what time the lesson was given all the time changes. That's okay. I'll have lunch. I'm fresh and clean and wearing the cleaning sweats. He had to reschedule again due to Internet problems. But we finally connected.

My dad keeps insisting that I should hire someone to help clean, but I don't see how that would work. Plus, it would be expensive because it's a big house.

Took a nap and overslept. Started laundry.

I called Mom twice, but she isn't answering. I'm feeling slightly guilty for not going over there.

Worked on my program. I'm having issues with it. Maybe I should go pack and something will come to me. I'm tempted to hand it in as is.

I texted with my aunt's executor, and the house is under contract! That's good news!

Okay, I submitted what I had. Now I'm going to do some packing for a little while. No, wait a minute--I need to get stuff out of the car, so maybe I should wait until morning. I can measure the stairs for the banister.