Gizmo and I will share this blog, depending on which of us has something to say.
Gizmo's not speaking today, since I just gave him a bath and he's sulking. Me, I'm just trying to figure out what I should get done today. See, that's my biggest problem right now...accountability. I have none...to anyone...for anything. All of a sudden i have a house that I own (my first) in a community I have never liked, and enough cash to do whatever I want...if I could ever figure out what that was.
Guess I should start back a few months. Last October I found out that my landlord was selling my beloved cottage on the lake and my lease would not be renewed. I went into a tailspin. A week later my brother called to tell me to come to Boynton Beach to see our 96 year old Dad. His "girlfriend" had kicked him out of her home in New Jersey and had my brother bring him to Florida. Within a day of being there I realized that there was no way he could be on his own. In a week I returned to my cottage, gave notice, sold my Jeep (Dad would never ride in a Jeep), gave away half my "stuff" and packed the rest to move into a storage unit.
Adjusting was tough but Dad and I hit our stride and life was going along nicely until very early one Saturday morning in January Dad complained of a serious backache. After a morning spent trying whatever home remedies I could think of I finally called the EMT's who took him to the nearest hospital. I can talk more about the next few weeks in a later post, but for now, know that he never returned home from the hospital and passed away on January 25th.
Since then I've been at loose ends...my purpose for being here was gone, and there's nothing left to fill the void. With luck, the discipline of this blog will focus me and help me decide what to do next with my life.
