So I just had to get out of Shady Acres for a while. I was going stir crazy. My mom yelled at my gramma because she’s not walking. She’ll get up in the morning, walk to the kitchen. Make breakfast. Sit for 2 hours playing in her iPad. Get up, and then walk to the living and sit there for hours. She puts all her weight on her walker. She has no balance. So today, she listened to my mom when she said if you don’t walk, you get a wheel chair, and if you get a wheel chair, you have to go into a home because I cannot lift you. So my gramma walked today. Well more like pacing. She’s get up from the kitchen, walk to stand behind my seat. Stand there for two minutes and talk back into the kitchen. By the time they left today, my anxiety level was through the roof.
So I drove down to The Flat. I have a couple of sweaters in the washer. It’s not that I don’t trust my mom, but she doesn’t wash in cold water, which is what the sweaters need to be washed in. As far as she’s concerned, the dryer has one setting – perma press. I’m pretty sure she shrunk my work sweatshirt. It was small to begin with on me.
But I digress.
Anyways, the reason for this post BOOKCASES! As most of you know, I’m 99% of the way moved into The Flat. I wanna show you my bookcases, in hopes you’ll share some of yours with me!
The Flat came with a built in, which by the way is totes full, and my mom donated my grammas bookcase, which is almost full. My gramma donated my grandfathers collection of Zane Grey novels (not gonna do a book haul on those!), so they’re on display. When I’m fully moved in, I’ll organize the books to my liking. But for now, here ya go!!
