Sleep

I'm sleeping, but it doesn't feel like rest. I'm always tired, and every day seems like another cycle of figuring out what to do next. With mom now gone, we're left with a house, her bills, and her animals to take care of. My grandma has stepped in to help by staying at her house, but I'm sure she's eager to return to her own home. As a trucker by trade, finding a job that allows me to be home every day has become a necessity, especially now that mom's gone. I need to be there daily to manage everything at my house. Fortunately, my sister has agreed to stay at mom's house to look after her animals until we can manage a more permanent solution.

We did manage to settle on a venue, so that's a positive step forward. Now, we just need to send out the invitations and deal with people mom did not favor, which is a challenge in itself. I wish I knew someone who had gone through a similar ordeal. I can't wait for this to be over so I can move on with my life. I know mom would not be pleased with how things are going so far. Saturday is the day we say goodbye.