A change of plans.

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Mother had wanted me to buy a storage system.  I've been hemming and hawing about it, quite spendy.  She suggested she would pay a certain amount a month on it.  But, if she is looking for a way out, of here, I can't make that deal.

To be honest, I have been looking for a way out of that deal.  Selling it, in the future, might be difficult, and it would be at a bit, or lot, of a loss.  Just getting it off the property might be a trick, potentially an expensive one.

So... no.  If she wants storage, it'll have to be the old fashioned kind, and in her name.  I wish I could trust her, but every fifth day, or every other month, she considers finding a new place.  Okay.  But that means I can't trust longer term contracts.  And no court would lein against SS retirement.  And no son would lein against a (at least destitute) mom.

At a minimum she would have to come up with 50%.  Then I am mostly sure I could not lose my shirt if she walked.  Probably.  Everything is a gamble.  It's a matter of risk assessment.  I'm not looking to win, I just want to reduce the odds of catastrophic losses.  That's my betting red line.  Pretty sure she can't.

She also keeps wanting things, then complaining about the cost after.  That's a no-go.  I will have to have, pretty much, cash on the spot with that game.  Or hold her order until she has cash, which I can put in the bank to cover it.  Or, let her off at the store.  I have covered too much of her wants.  No more.  Especially when she shows no gratitude.

I can, have, help her out, if she misses a month.  A bit.  But I'm not the fed, or a free atm.  That's just not how it works.  If you, reading this, don't like it?  Send her cash yourself.  Watch how quickly she grumbles about how little YOU bleed for her.  Innit.

Anyway.  We'll see.  I don't mind grumps from time to time.  Problems.  Going to happen.  Will just see if she can sort things out.  I really don't have a problem, if I do have limits.  Choices.  No one can force mine, I won't try to force their options.  But when their choices attempt to steal or infringe on mine, I'll put my absolute foot down.

So be it.  Choices.