Thanks, both
Do you know the funniest thing is, I haven't thought about it again. Any of it. It's like it just magicked away. The paperwork will need to be shredded, I think that's safest. There are companies that do it but I quite like the idea of doing it myself. But I don't feel any need or desire to deal with it just now, it doesn't feel like a pressing or important job.
My mum's current saga is following its usual pattern of escalation, isn't it funny how the pattern is always the same? But she can't see it. And it looks like no-one is giving her the response she needs to carry on in her usual way, I think she's genuinely worn everyone out now. I almost feel sorry for her; your long trusted coping mechanism (however destructive it may be) not working during what is probably genuinely the most difficult time is hard, we've all been there. And in some ways I'm very glad I've learnt some of the hard lessons I have earlier on in life, I wouldn't like to have to face reality for the first time in my 80's. But I honestly don't feel any need to rescue, analyse, ponder, I've almost not thought about her. Not quite, but very nearly, and she's a whisper of a thought in my head instead of the bloody freight train she usually becomes. Interestingly I've been less anxious in general. Some of my anxiety based habits have lessened, not to the point of not being there at all but they've dropped from hard to resist compulsions to feelings of wanting that can be ignored.
So that's where we're at. The paperwork is done, son's document is almost there, needs a few tweaks and some double checking in places but it's nearly finished. Son has embarked on a huge clear out of toys, books, games, clothes and anything else that's been shored up in his room for many years. We're selling what we can, giving away what isn't worth selling and keeping a track of the money coming in so he can see the money for his next adventure adding up
Going away camping soon and then hopefully away at least one weekend a month throughout the summer. The cat doesn't like being left and I feel mean taking him to the cattery but when we left him at home with a neighbour popping in we came home to a forest of dead mice upstairs and that was a grim task after a long car journey! The house is looking good, the garden's looking good, the weather's nice. Honestly feel like we haven't got a huge cloud hanging over us for the first time in a very long time and it's a good feeling
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