Actually, I've been back since last Sunday evening. Just too busy. My Dad is now somewhat settled in assisted living here. His furniture should arrive next week, so with the holiday and getting him unpacked I might not be around much. One of these days things will settle down again.
While organizing my Dad's house I found my mother's wedding gown. It's 63 years old and in amazingly good condition. I also found old checkbooks from 1947-52. Amazing what things cost...fuel oil was eleven cents a gallon! The house is on the market now and we'll go back and clean out things when it sells. Another big job ahead!
I'm worried about my 18 year old cat. I'm afraid she's starting to go down hill. I need to take her back to the vet for more blood work. She's down to five pounds. I've known for the last 18 months that her renal numbers were up a little. I suspect they've gone up more. I don't want to lose another pet. We lost our other 18 year old cat in April and our 15 year old dog in May. All this while I was dealing with my Dad's move. I now know that I can live with an amazing amount of stress. Good to know...I guess.