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.
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.
