Closet case

My lab “appointment” was interesting. So we get there (and thankfully it did not rain on us after all) the nurse tells my dad that there was no appointment made for us to have labs that day. Even though both dad and i witnessed the doctor acting like he was setting up the appointment date on the virutal. We got labs done anyway while we where there. Just have to double check after the doctor next time. Smh.

In other news we started on my sisters room today. Got rid of three boxes of good will stuff and not even started on the closet. I don’t feel accomplished until that room is done. It will be a while. Its hard when you have your way of how you want to do things and dad has his. You have your opinon and he has his. You clash. Some times you just have to let go and i find myself doing that a lot lately.. letting go. More or less just not respoding to his disrespectful comments. I stay quiet and keep busy as if I didn’t hear it and sometimes I don’t.  Its just stuff. But the stuff that was moms is now Remnants of memories of her. She made a house a home.  Just like if he were to die its not so easy to just…throw everything in a box to good will like they never mattered… he sees wasted money and a hoarded house. I see what mom left us and yeah the house is cluttered but not hoarded.

So we are getting rid of things. Isn’t getting rid of things suppost to make you feel better?  Maybe in the nex few weeks. We shall see.

Might be my last entry here.