Well, I got outside around noon and moved much of the rest of the shed debris to the driveway. There's still some large sheets of wood in the back yard and the doors to move. It was too sunny and warm to till so I went inside a bit and took apart the medicine cabinet in the non-master bath.
I cleaned up the shelves and the door nobs. I don't think this needs replacing, just a bit of paint. What I thought was rust on the shelves was just detritus, oils and dust build up over the years. Some dishsoap, water and elbow-grease got it off. I'll want to swap out the light cover though because of the scorch marks in the plastic after 30 years of light bulbs. That's easy and inexpensive.
When it got a bit later in the day, I took more shed debris out to the drive and also took up two trash cans worth of vine things and hibiscus.
My forearms are sunburned. I put some lotion on. I finally ate a meal around 4pm. I just wasn't in the mood for food earlier. The cat has been napping in her chair in my room as well as Mother's bed.
Talked to the neighbor a bit while he was watering at mid-day. He was disappointed it's just me this weekend. Again. He gets it. He even remarked that he didn't think the SIL had been over since Mother passed. He was right about that. She usually only dropped in for Easter and Halloween. I don't even think she's dropped in for Mother's day. Mother would make note if she got a card, call or anything. I'm really sorry her wishes were not in written form.
Will probably visit the neighbor this evening just to get out of the house. Tomorrow (Sunday) is Mother's Day and it'll just be me, the cat and her fish. I wonder if anyone will think of me. It's a little bit of a pisser not to have contact with Brother for Mother's Day considering the significance of that day this year. Monday morning it'll be 3 months. Sure he has to do something for his wife and no doubt she'll do battle with her adoptive Mother which is the never-ending thing. What does one do for Mother's Day that first day without one? Brother's first Father's Day without one of his own was his first as a dad. Mother and I cooked up something special that Father would make.
I was so "sure" I'd hear something from the insurance company by now but nothing in the mail but ads. I'm feeling a bit conflicted and maybe a little mournful. Something. I don't know. Just annoyance perhaps because I'm doing all this work and Brother gets to enjoy the fruits of my labor without doing anything of note. I'm doing this for Mother. I still "feel" as if she's around if not present. A part of me wouldn't mind buying the house but, in all honesty, I haven't a clue what to do with myself for the rest of my life. One thing I need to get on is finalizing change of beneficiary on my insurance policy and updating my estate planning.
I'm rambling. Maybe Duckie will be online tonight?
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