I'm recovering - I think.
Here is the story.
My oldest and least organized daughter decided to move a month ago. She is now a single mother and needs something less expensive.
my lovely daughter is one of those who sticks things in the attic, like years worth of baby clothes and equipment even though she isn't having any more babies. Her attic was jammed packed- that included lots of my stuff
. So was her basement.
As of Monday. Oct 27, she only had a few boxes packed. Yeah yeah- she works longs hours, and overtime and her children are 2-4 and 15- all having to be taken to or picked up from daycare, 4K school, or volleyball. YES, her back is seriously injured and she has to go to therapy twice a week.
Still. Get a plan! right? Thats what I've been telling her for years. PLAN AHEAD. She doesn't and somehow things always seem to work out- Up till now.
SIGH.. Mama Nana with her arthritis and artery claudication -in my spare time? had to step in AGAIN and help or she would not have been out in time. Her sisters came and helped too.
All week I've been sorting, packing, dragging boxes down from the attic, packing kitchen- toys, and cleaning.
She had two pickups full to Goodwill. Two to the dump. And 4 to storage. 2 to where she is now.
Some guys she knew moved out her furniture on Wed. Most of it.
FRi night at 6:30 on the the 31st. the last of it went. WHOOEEE.
Since then I've been plastered to my couch, heavily medicated with Ibuprophin, aspirin and tea. I'm finally able to make it to the computer for a few minutes.
Don't get me wrong- I love my daughter to bits- she is precious and loving, smart and beautiful, a great mother and sweet as can be.......but organized she is not.
Next time she will have to suffer the consequences. My other two daughters tell me that I've said that before.
What are ya gonna do?
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