I've been stewing here for 10 days. Mom had back surgery and it went very well. She was released to a Nursing Rehabilitation Facility last weekend and it is Driving. Her. Batshit. Crazy.
I can hear the tension in my siblings voices and I'm pretty useless 1500 miles away, so yesterday Mr Sunshine bought me a one-way ticket on Jet Blue. I'm off to Massachusetts tomorrow morning and hopefully getting her released on Monday. She doesn't know this yet because she has apparently turned off her cell phone.
I'm trying to avoid checking luggage because I will be doing the Planes, (2)Trains and Automobile mode of travel. The weather map in MA for the next 10 days should just say MAJOR SUCK...cloudy, rainy, 50's and 60's. When I think of leaving the blue-sky-sunny, 80's for that I almost want to cry. I'm going to sneak in one last hour of vegging in a lounge chair by the pool this afternoon.
I packed every long sleeved shirt I own...all 4 of them. My little suitcase is too small to fit my one and only sweater. Today I'm going shopping for some kind of rain gear jacket because when I left Cape Cod I stopped on the Bourne Bridge and threw all that shit into the canal. I'm glad I haven't wasted money on a recent pedicure because my feet will be in shoes and socks for the duration. Should I pack mittens?
My sister predicted that after two days of High-Anxiety-Mom-osity I will be booking my return flight. She suggested a Costco-sized tub of Ativan. I'm already practicing my deep cleansing breaths.
On the plus side, I'll probably get to see the Sweetie Girls (my nieces) and my nephews and I'll be there for Cape Cod Kid's 26th Birthday!! Holy Crap I'm Old!!