More Gloom,

You could look at this picture and say that there is perhaps hope expressed here, or you could intrepid the picture to show dispair. Oh, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but is it the sun or is it just a train coming down the track? Today is a warm gloomy day. It is too warm for November. Blame it on global warming. I have.



Carol again did not sleep, and is in constant pain, and I don't know what to do for her, and her doctor doesn't know either. I wish we did.



I have several concerns; I have Mom's house to sell, The market is so depressed, I am afraid that the only way to handle this situation is to wait. Carol can't live there, she could never make it up the stairs at night. We would have to make a bed in the living room, and she would never get out. I would not completely blame Charles for this mess, but he seems to want to dominate every situation he finds himself in, even if it is not his to dominate.



Meryl, my old neighbor used to aggravate me to no end, and when I moved out, he discovered that there are worse ass holes in this world than he. That's right, Charles. Anyway, Charles is always saying that Timbercrest is on the way out because of rental property. The By-Laws specifically prohibit this, but it is being done anyway. Meryl tried to get Charles to sign a petition to stop this practice, but he would not sign it. Hell, he never was the owner, Mom was, and when she went into the Home, the house came to me. But, M did not know this. He came whining to me, and I told him to give me the paper, I would sign it, which I did. If i were over there, I would clean out all of those nestors. They do not pay for the maintenance upkeep of the place. I would guard this place as if it were a palace. You have the force of the law in your hands. And they are not using it. I know, Charles just throws up his hands and walks away.



One more incident. Charles does pay his maintenance fees, and so when carpendar ants were found in the banaster around the deck, he does not let maintentance fix it, he does it himself, then presents poor Meryl with a bill. He did this twice, and the first time to avoid a hassel, he paid it, but I told him not to pay this other bill. It was he who called off the work.



Mom married for the wrong reason. She thought Charles would create security, but he is in worse shape than she, and she was not doing very well. Then, he places what available money he does have into the stupid farm. This farm was a folly. When he was younger, his first wife did not want to have a farm. The kids did not want to have a farm. For years, the land lay vacant, but once, he and Mom were married, he began to buld on this piece of land. he is now too old to work the land, and what is he going to do but hand it over to his kids. And, they will gladly sell the house and land, and divide up the procedes. He has been a thorn in my side for the past fivteen years.

More later....