What is this bizarro world that I find myself in??
We had a good day...everybody was pleasant and cooperative.
We moved mother's bedroom and living room furniture today. Took all the photos and artwork down. Dismantled Ned's room. Moved books and photo albums and all manner of doodads...lots of clothing and shoes too.
Drove an hour and reassembled the rooms in the new location.
As we drove home 12 hours after we started, we got a call from mother. "I'm not ready...I'm not packed. I can't be ready for two weeks. Don't come for me tomorrow. I won't be ready for two weeks. Why didn't you tell me we were going tomorrow?"
I know you think I'm making this stuff up. I WISH I was making this stuff up.
We're picking them up at 10:00 in the morning. Pray more!!