I think, think, think, I have all of the basics at the apartment now. Bedclothes. Breakfast stuff. Toiletries, TV, etc.... enough clothes to get by at first.
I think I'm ready -- except for preparing for the "difficult conversation". But, that will get handled and handled appropriately.
I'm ready and anxious to move on this and get it done with. Into the next phase of life, where I can do my job, do it well, and get to know ME a bit better. Ol' Pop H has gotten lost in all this caretaking.... and conflict and avoidance and stockhold syndrome behaviors....
It's time.
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