Moving Slowly Along... in Plan B

3 weeks ago today I moved. I actually did some more unpacking this a.m. before I went to my first shift. O! I found the missing shelf to the book shelf. Yea me. Today was really pretty.
Tomorrow I have a new client from my other agency. Wouldn’t you know it the “other” angency called and wanted me to do a shift tonight for one hour from 8 to 9. No. I did 2 people today and I am done - put a fork in me.
Jerri called me and she is doing ok I guess. I didn’t know how the funeral bizz works because Dad and Mom had their’s all paid for. The people that took her husband just went ahead and “assumed” she wanted them to do the funeral services with our her consent. The cost - $2,500. He is getting cremated. We all are. My parents are. There is not going to be - a showing or anything like that. I feel sorry for her but I can’t help her. I wish I could. But it is making me think to start shopping around and start a payment plan so when I do go to the other side I won’t be a burden to anyone. As far as my ashes. I just want to put it under a nice tree somewhere here in the town I live in or mayby the library. Who knows....I don’t want to be underground and have to have people visit me. Ugh no. That kind of burden is overwhelming.
I know I am doing better than this time last year and doing better than the years past. This physical move is what I needed in order to have some kind of control that I felt I lost somewhere in the muddle of all the crap that happened. Slowly I am coming back to my authentic self and it feels good. Kind of like coming home spiritually. I need cookies and milk then sleep. I have been sleeping really good. So thankful for that. I do not take that for granted.