Took Bear downstate to visit my mom and the rest of my family this weekend.
Drove 250 miles through storms so bad I repeatedly questioned my sanity for making the trip, arrived to 14 inches of water in Mom's basement. My mom who's clinically depressed and has a hoarding problem and never lifts a finger to do even the most basic housekeeping task. (My SIL goes by EVERY SINGLE DAY to try to keep a handle on the insanity. And the smell.)
The SIL and I put at least 40 hours into cleaning her house out this weekend... only about half of which was related to the flood.
3 comments:
Ugh. I don't envy you that workout at all.
Eek.
That's hard, on so many levels ((HUGS))
Whoaaa that IS a hard workout!
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