You may not be able to imagine what is going on in my life right now, and I hope you never do. There are lots of things that one never thinks about, until suddenly you are faced with, "this may be the end." I have mentioned paperwork that has to be done, and then there are discussions about what happens if this or that happens and how to handle events that may or may not happen. And, now there is the issue of what happens to my financial controller. Does she stay in the house, move to another location or move in with my ace number one daughter and her family. The last option appears to be the plan. She will move in with the kids so she will be around those that can watch out for her and she can watch out for them.
As a matter of fact, this idea has caught on like wildfire. She and daughter have been looking at houses with a "mother-in-law" space. They have quickly identified two such locations. I mentioned that I ain’t dead yet and houses would have to be sold to buy another single dwelling. It was pointed out that you can’t wait until the last minute and the two houses we occupy now would sell quickly, so the process could begin almost immediately.
I understand that I may have no need to buy green bananas, but there is always an outside chance that I could outlive everybody.
It would help if they would quit checking my pulse.
PMO
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