What’s Next?

Hello Everyone:

I had an amazing realization Friday, while on my morning run. If you shout long and loud enough, the universe grants your wish. For the longest time I needed help at home looking after mum. I got that in the form of a carer who is mostly everything I could ask for. The carer looks after mum during the day, leaving me time to do whatever I need to do. She even does the dishes so I don’t have to deal with a big pile. I take over after she leaves. We get along well and work as a team to make sure mum’s needs are met. Mum’s happy and that’s all that matters to me. Another wish that got granted was sis re-arranging her day to take mum to an appointment. So happy about that because it gives me the morning to do what I need to do so when mum comes home,  I can write and the carer can take over. I could seriously get used to it. It really feels like a boulder off my shoulders.  I will say this, it’s not a totally perfect arrangement, there some minor things that need attention but we make work. The big thing is county social services is out of the picture. That cheap looking bleach blond cow they sent was awful.  I can’t believe that someone that uncompassionate, that insensitive, that tone deaf is allowed to work in a field that requires compassion and sensitivity to people in distress. As far as I’m concerned it’s good riddenence to her. Anyway, now I feel like I’m a little at loose ends.  After putting off plotting my future for so long, now I’m in a position where I can consider it. Now what?