With the wife being gone it was really uncertain what the work plan was for the day. The possibilities were endless, or should I say I had no direction. Do I work on the rabbit pens, the fencing, the worm beds? Do I build more gardens or just do some major rearranging for better use of the limited space? Decisions, decisions.
I ended up moving my mother-in-law all day and you would not believe where she moved to. Yup you guessed it, in. In the back bedroom to be more specific. Her failing health has caused the wife to have to give her 100% care. So we did what we had to do, our job.
I am sure some of you cringed when you just read that and believe me so did I when the wife told me. Never in a million years did I expect all this to happen, but it has. Ask me twenty years ago if I thought at 40, I would be starting life all over again with my mother-in-law living with me and I would have told you, your crazy.
I look at it this way, it is what it is and this is the hand life has played. I never want to be put in a old folks home and neither will I ever put a loved one in. If I still had the big house and the large monthly expenses, then the wife would not have the privilege to care for the one who cared for her for so many years.
Is all this part of the big life plan given to each of us way before we were born , I don't know. But I can tell you this. It don't matter what happens, what choices, or what decisions are made, as long as I can stand in front of that mirror every morning when I shave and look myself eye to eye, man to man and know I am doing my best, then that is all that counts.
Plus, this opens up the opportunity for a house add on project and you know how I love projects.