It’s been a while since I’ve written and I’ve felt the tug and ache of not doing so.

We have family matters going on that, let’s just say, have me covering for my mum at her house – and having my son take the reins at our home.

I’ve been here … 10 days?  I feel sometimes like I’m on an island and have forgotten to carve notches into a tree to track time.

First and foremost, I miss my son, I miss my dog, I miss ‘my’ routine.

But, what I’m doing is necessary and above ‘me’ and I am glad to do it.

So let’s get to the ‘Pros’ of being here eh?  Keeping the chin up and all that!

Wait – no – first, the ‘Adjusting to the routine’ Cons.  Which aren’t really ‘cons’ but, just stuff that I wasn’t mentally or physically prepared for.

Stairs. (And trust me, with C.O.P.D  and a heart condition, this is either majorly helping, or killing me lol!)

2 Litter boxes

Longer commute

Lonely

Feeding regimes

Medicine giving

Turning over and picking up dog

Add to that work in the middle and adjusting to new meds.

OH! And two homes worth of food.  $$$

Enough bitching.

Here’s my horrible view from the room I’m now sleeping in:

And here is the awful view from the couch 😉

And as for those stairs?  While I can’t breathe going up them, coming down them affords me this view:

Have I mentioned the pool?

I actually told my laundry lady I wouldn’t be there for a few weeks – she worries about her ‘regulars’ (gawd, I feel like a ‘John’)

So, I am using laundry thingies that play a tune when the cycle is done.

I do have ONE major issue with the washer …

(Other than it looks like something yawning with its eyes closed) … Steelers magnets!!!!!  STEELERS!  As a Packers fan, it feels like blasphemy every time I use it.

Other than all of this – today, I accomplished much.

Cleaned – went over the river to visit my son and dog – put in a prescription and shopped for food.

I even got to talk to my mum this morning.

Now, I shall introduce you to the little clan I’m keeping.

Miss you all and I’ll write more when I can.