hopeful
For the last few weeks, I've been busy helping my mum find somewhere else to live, and hopefully we'll hear from one place that looks promising soon. Back in April, I wrote that she'd been burgled...well, she was burgled again in the last week of October, and this time, whoever came into her flat felt it necessary to trash the place before they left. Mum stuck to her mantra of "this is my home and I'm not moving" for 2 days, before agreeing to let us look at other options more suited to her age and impaired mobility (she acquired a Zimmer frame earlier this year). Fingers crossed, we'll get to arrange her move before I fly out to California.
Which, incidentally, will be in January.
