Work is going well.

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My mother has been able to get me going.  Of course I am missing some of the things I need/ed to do, but I will be picking those up.  She is sort of like a tornado, pulling in those near her, and she breaks my meager concentration with her will.  Still, she is doing things I want done so it works.  She isn't pulling on me too hard, mostly.  The thing though is that she never knows when to shut down.  She has given me time to recoup, but then she either starts up again or keeps going and then re-engages me.  The woman doesn't stop.

The kitchen is in perfect order (according to me).  Windows from the kitchen back have been de-cobwebbed and washed, inside and out.  Much of the laundry has been done.  She finished the bathroom.  Pillows have been aired out.  Two or three meals have been made and cleaned up after (including a huge, complex, chicken mole with corn, mashed potatoes, and cheese and onion quesadillas.  Boxes have been torn down.  The kitchen has been re-ordered.  I am sure that is only some of what has happened.  Oh, no fear, your fearless leader has had his hand in much.  While not a tornado myself, I make excellent large block debris which can help with the "destructive nature" of the phenomenon.  I am often the muscle, and do so easily.

The trip to my cousin's has been planned, weather dependent.  We expect rain/sleet/snow this weekend.  Hopefully that will be done and gone before our travel plans are ruined though.  I haven't seen this cousin in at least a decade.  And more, he was about an half a generation behind most of us cousins, so I never knew him well.  I won't say more than that he lives in what some are calling the redoubt.  Unfortunately, a bit far for regular contact.  I am not looking forward to the long drive, I am looking forward to seeing him and his wife again.

Today?  Probably shopping, setting up a couple of appointments, and whatever else my mom decides to get into.  I actually am doing okay.  I don't mind hard work, so long as I can take some breaks.  And she has the notion of what to do, so I only have to think about my little corner of it.  Now, while I am doing something, I often slide into extra, more, better.  I can think around corners, while I am doing something.  It is getting to thinking about them in the first place that is the problem.  Well, or getting to my thinking.  One side or the other is always enough off that nothing gets done.  Not so with someone around who has learned to negotiate my situation.

I best get a shower and get going.  She is napping.  I think she overdid, herself, a bit yesterday.  All good on my long and short count, we have three weeks after all.