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It is coming up on the one year anniversary of the onset of my mother's death.

I have already had a lot of the firsts. But these are the ones that are going to get me.

Aug. 1, when I took a leave to take care of her because we got the diagnosis.

Everything else, is just BULLSHIT.

I don't want to grow up. 🤣 and I'm out of rum.

Whoa.

Things are getting real.

Husband has been approved to work fully remote.

Qualified for a home loan.

Looking for places in Oregon, Washington, Colorado.

I'm gonna admit. I'm fucking terrified about all of this. I know it needs to happen. I cannot afford to live in SoCal, unless I want to go back to the soul sucking job I had. I don't.

Adulting Sucks.

I will also be able to shower whenever I feel the urge. I will not have to concern myself with people coming in and out of my house at all hours of the house. I will be able to do laundry whenever I want. I won’t have to listen to his tv every night. I can have the toilet reset and not have to worry about it being knocked loose when he is dropped onto it.

I know it sounds petty, a lot of these things, but if you haven’t lived it, you wouldn’t know.

I’m not sure how I should feel.

My cousin has finally found a place for her dad, my uncle, that has been living in my mother’s house. He moves out tomorrow.

My husband commended me for not doing a happy dance when I found out today. It’s been an ordeal. Let me say.

Going through probate, I’m glad this is one thing that I will not have to concern myself with. I won’t have to argue about getting her to pay $100 a month to cover utilities that he uses every month for him.

So. About a year ago I bought some tomahawk steaks 🥩 for us ( mom, hubs, & me) to celebrate the 4th. Mom wasn’t home at the time, she was dog sitting so we were waiting until she came home.
Well, when she came home, she was diagnosed with cancer and my life changed forever.
This is also a two fold grieving loss for me. This is also the first time I have grilled since I lost my grill guard.

Rest in Paradise to my mom and to Boo Kitty.

This is a giant step forward for me.

It's time for me to get off the internet when I start yelling at my computer over this:

Is it normal to have a mental breakdown over a leaking sink? Probably not.

Does this happen when you are grieving? Probably.

Does cancer suck? Yes.

Is it ok to not be ok? Yes.

Thoughts that think of throughout the day:

Where is the address book that g-ma had all the dates in it?

What should I do with all my mom’s clothes? Did my sister talk to her co-worker about donating them to a women’s shelter?

I should find the family bible and update the dates for family in it.

I need to find a fucking job!

Am I ready to go back to work?

Kevin tries to make it like he is a bad ass. 😂😂😂 I just grab his lower jaw and kiss his nose. He not so mean. I tell him so.

So. He spent 2 hours and was sent home. He was paid 8 hours at his job. He manifested his time in the pool. 😂😂😂

So husband and I both got a jury summons. We postponed it until this week. Been calling in every night. He gets to go in, I don’t. 😂😂😂

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