Things are not looking good on the real estate front in Illinois; our realtor gave us some depressing information.
We’ve decided that we’re going to try again to sell the place, and that means plundering our savings. At this point, we think it’ll be worth it to get out from under the place; we both make very good money, so rebuilding the savings shouldn’t be too painful.
As if the pile of stress and worry already on my shoulders wasn’t enough, my brother texted yesterday to tell me that my mother has been diagnosed with cellulitis, and it was severe enough that her doctor sent her to the ER for a 3 hour infusion of antibiotics. They’ve been there for about 5 hours as of the time I’m writing this.
My mother is 72. I realize she’s at an age where medical complications are going to start becoming more frequent, and that I need to ensure that I’m active in her life, but it’s still a bit of a punch to the gut. I don’t want to think about the fact she might be gone in 10 years.
Sooo yeah. Good thoughts, energy, whatever — greatly appreciated, thank you all.