Proverbs 16:20 He who heeds the word wisely will find good, And whoever trusts in the Lord, happy is he.
Near Haines, Alaska.
It is a quiet evening. Mike was in bed by 8 tonight, which is later than he’s been for a long while.
I spent a lot of today on the phone with various people in the know. We refinanced the house, so I had to take it out of our trust to do that. Now it needs to go back into the trust. I got ahold of the title company that handled the initial paperwork, and tomorrow Mike and I have to go in to sign the paper to put it back into the trust, before 5 pm.
I talked for an hour with our CPA about selling our home and the financial hit we will take if we sell it prior to our 2 years being here. We would lose so much money, it would be cheaper to rent an apartment for a while and rent out the house; it would also be even cheaper to turn my ‘sitting room’ into a bedroom for Mike and take him to a hotel once a week for a shower. It was suggested we go to the KROC center – great idea. However, I wouldn’t be able to go into the men’s locker room to help Mike.
I talked with a few others, and the whole while, Mike slept. He got up, initially at noon, took his morning meds, sat down on the sofa and went right back to sleep until 4, asked for a glass of water and was going to eat a handful of cookies – I told him I had spaghetti for him if he’d like to have some. So he said okay, I began to heat it up for him, and when I carried in to the living room, he was asleep again. I woke him, had him eat dinner, gave him the evening meds. I tried to talk to him about moving his bedroom up to the main floor of the house to avoid stairs, and he insists he doesn’t have a problem. We’re weaning him off one of the medications, and he thinks once that’s finished, January 24th, that he’ll be back to okay again. (I don’t think so, but we’ll see) In the meantime, I will be using the days to begin clearing all the boxes and stuff Mike piled into the room. I have been sort of wanting to have a yard sale in the spring, but I get exhausted just thinking about all the stuff I need to go through! I may end up just gathering stuff together and donating it all!
I feel like I’m rambling, I am very tired and I have lots of things I am responsible for with taking care of Mike, and the house, and everything – legally, financially, and lovingly wanting to be sure he’s safe.
I need to go set the house alarm before I fall asleep.