Some good news.

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My mother is planned to be released to go home next Wednesday.  They are allowing her to be more mobile, on her own, so she is doing so.  She was always good about getting back up, after surgeries.  She has had many.  And, usually, she gets right back up.  The concern, this time, was that she wasn't getting back up.  I think the covid shots had something to do with both her slower recovery, as well as getting her in there, or back there, and causing problems all around.  No proof, but you don't get palsey, and have it go away, for no reason, at any age.

Still, she seems to be improving.  And it looks like she will be going home.

She seems to have erased my phone number.  And she says she doesn't want or need me to come stay with her.  I don't know what is going on there.  I can guess.  She did want my phone number back.  She has it.  It's her decision.  So be it.

Now I can get back to just dealing with the world hereabouts.  Though my brother may have... something to say.  I will have to make my own choices, beyond that.  Still, at this point, I am not planning on returning.  So, I can... try to push back into more house cleaning, without the distraction, probably, of being called away in the middle of something.

I do need to get property taxes dealt with, it seems, and one or two more bills paid.  But... it looks like this month is fairly settled.  I need more feed, as well.  Ugh.  Always something.  Still, it looks like things are almost in a good place, if I could just keep thieves out.  I'm not sure that is possible, at this point.  One forgotten door, or window... a moment, here or away.  They seem to be very good at knowing when I am vulnerable.  And, yes... I have been literally tracking items.  Things are simply going missing.  Cat litter, feed, clothing items, currently, are the main targets.  Though, to a lessor degree, anything could be taken, in larger or smaller quantities.  It was paranoia, until I started marking things and taking counts, with dates and such.  Now it's just the reality of living in a bad world.

I'll keep doing my best.  The thieving has abated, a bit.  I suspect more because I sleep nights more often, than that I lock up better.  But both help just a touch.

A hazy, smoky, cloudy, strange day out there.  Cool, too.  But good.  A milder, still fairer weathered, fall day.  The start to a new season.  Fall, winter, and spring are my favored, the cooler parts, if not always the most frigid parts, anymore.  Have a blessed day.  Work hard.  Enjoy what fruits you have, even the bitter ones... something to complain about?  *smile*  Good afternoon and day.