Well it has been nice having a few days to rest and recuperate. Last day before returning to Mom's tomorrow. Yesterday featured the painting argument. My sister walked in on the caregiver and Mom setting up her painting stuff and blew up. About the smell, about her spilling painting on the carpet and she will have to be the one cleaning it up (not true). She blew up at both of them. The painting is forbidden or banished to the kitchen. It breaks my heart that Mom can't do what she wants in her house. The house she owns and paid for with her and dad's money. I sometimes feel like leaving. Selling my home and leaving. How about leaving in style?
Speaking of leaving in style, how about the dude in the next article:
What about leaving an accidental legacy?