Wednesday, August 01, 2012
So, I've been living in a hotel since my husband called to tell me his mom was not doing well at all. I arrived on a Monday night in Clearwater, she died on Wednesday, and I've been here ever since, doing the funeral arrangement's, cleaning out her apartment, and just trying to support my husband.
It was not a huge shock that she died. We knew this was coming two years ago when she was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer. She beat the odds by living as long as she had. But it still does not help with the grief of missing her. She lived in a senior living apartment so you have to clear her out in 14 days after the death.
Not much time when you factor in the week of doing the funeral stuff. Defiantly not enough time when the person was a hoarder either.
Me and my "good" sister-in-law did all the work. The "bad" sister-in-law stopped in for an hour just to pick out what she wanted and cause a mess digging through things.
We had to sort through 2 big closets, 2 huge chests, 45 huge plastic bins and misc draws & about 30 purses.
We bagged over 50 big bags of clothes, most with tags, for the Salvation Army to pick up. I took probably 50 big bags of garbage to the dumpster. We went through 105 big brown trash bags, I know because I brought 3, 35 pack boxes plus a 20 pack of kitchen sized bags.
We took many baskets of items down to the place the residents share items they no longer need. As most of the items were new, people grabbed up everything.
We could have had great success with a tag sale but had no time or inclination to have one.
My MIL spent thousands on QVC and shopping sales. All stuff she never used and did not need.
I am exhausted. I got plenty of exercise but have not been eating or sleeping well. My husband & I are sleeping in a double bed, we have a King at home, we are not adjusting well to the space restrictions!
His company is paying for the room because his job is about 10 miles from here, so its been good that way. He was sharing with our son, but his job ended a couple days ago, he went home, but my SIL is staying with us because she was living with my MIL to help her the past 4 months, and as her death was sudden, had no place else to go, and did not want to be in the apartment alone anyway. She was going to stay with her sister until she found a new place but her sister is a *itch and causing drama. For a couple days it was all of us, Me DH, our son sleeping on a cot, and the SIL sleeping in the other double, that was fun! It really was :)
So DH's job is almost completed, we turn over the apartment by the 3rd, an we have to find SIL a place to stay for after we leave. She can't stay with us because we live 95 miles away and she has a great job here.
I've been having a lot of issues with food. We've been averaging one big meal a day, with maybe a small breakfast or a drive-through burger. There was about 4 days when we ate huge meals, usually at Greek places because my DH is Greek and family was here and we ate and ate!
The past few days I've been really trying to eat less drive through, and more salads and no more Baklava!
Its hard when you have no kitchen, are pressed for time, schedule is crazy and everything is discombobulated. Its difficult to be on track when your life is way off its regular track. I hopecwe can be home by this weekend!