I have delivered the Mother into the hands of the Greyhound Bus Company – “Leave the Driving to Us”. I took the Pragmatist’s advice and actually brought the car to a complete stop before letting her out. We stopped in the Taxi zone and I was prepared to argue with any official who objected on the grounds that there are only 4 parking spaces in front of a busy bus station in a major city. But no such confrontation was necessary thank goodness.
With her departure however, all my great excuses for lounging about, shopping and going out to lunch have gone with her. Back to the laundry and vacuuming. Sigh.
But hey, I don’t have to dust, because in a fit of boredom one day when I was off on an errand, she dusted my house for me. It needed it too. It’s one of my least favorite chores for some obscure reason. Perhaps the FUTILITY of it ! Anyway, back to the salt mines.
Bye Mom !