Hi TT,
Thank you. I got a lot of sleep so I do feel better. A sunny Saturday is a good thing!
And yes, you do know how to name the unnameable...your theme today!
I have thought, and wished, for both her sake and my own, that Mom could let her body go.
But...it's not for me to say and unlikely to happen soon. She's got the constitution of a Clydesdale.
There's nothing legal I can do to preserve the house, since she never put my name on the deed. It's still her main asset, so if I bring her home after the 100 days and must hire private nurses, we'll burn through her savings in a few months and then it will be time to tap the equity. One thing I've learned from this is that I will put my D's name on the deed if I ever own anything, this house or a townhouse or whatever. That way if something happens to me she won't have this particular uncertainty. But there's no point scaring myself. Meanwhile I can live abstemiously and try to find ways of earning extra $$.
Thanks for your sensitivity, TT. I sense she's retreating into memory, and that's a mercy for her.
CB,
I'm deciding against the deadbolts because I think they'll up the ante, and if the important files are elsewhere, there's not a lot of point. The other reason is they'd look pretty weird on bedroom doors if I have to sell the house and I don't want to pay for their installation. But I may do an internet search for some low-tech ways to find out whether he's entered my spaces...sounds silly since it won't matter after the fact, but I could have some fun playing junior detective. I hope to not think about him much at all, since I'll be with my daughter in sunny Florida next time he comes.
Eager to hear your restaurant updates...I know it'll be a huge success with you at the helm. What an amazing journey you've had in the last year. Are things resolved yet with El Creepo? Splat. Squish. Swat.
love to all,
Hops