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A little headspace
Two weeks ago I was in Seattle again,
I started with a list of things, and the top of them was dealing with the DOL (Dept of Licensing, for non-WA folks.) I had decided on a new car a few months back: Toyota Sienna, AWD, 2011-2015, under 100k miles. This would replace my '98 Forester and give me more room (and possibly a little towing power) for my drive back to Seattle. (Still sometime in the unknown future.)
I ended up going with Carmax, since they would ship me a car from neighboring states, as I'd struck out with the search terms locally. I ended up with a 2014 Sienna from Irvine, CA. Only they couldn't take my trade-in, since the title (surprise, surprise) was still in Seattle. I'd looked when I was packing up, but eh. It hadn't been high on the priority list. So, registration for the new car and a new title. Eensy problem: I didn't have the title to the Sienna yet. Fortunately for me, the DOL folks were very understanding, and took what documents I had, and the promise to send the others later. Carmax claimed they sent me the title, but would send it again, this time to New Mexico, and I would then forward it back to Seattle.
It was just received yesterday, so that's all done. And I got the Forester replacement title, so now I can sell it down here.
The rest of my list involved cleaning up the condo a little (the cuisinart on the top of the kitchen cabinet, my freezer, the contents of storage area downstairs that had the few things that hadn't fit into the pods from two months before, etc.), picking up my mail and a package at the condo, setting up a PO Box and new small storage area in Kenmore (close to where I hope to move,) and viewing the potential condo for purchase up in Kenmore.
Here's the twist: I picked up the package that I had expected, a Kickstarter game called Wizard Kittens. I didn't think at that point of the new package alert that had landed in my email the day I landed in Seattle. For a different package. Hindsight is telling me that that little Fedex letter is the title. Yeah, cue facepalming.
Anyway, the new condo was shiny, and walking back into my (still no floors!) condo was so depressing after that. They'd even taken out the toilet to take up the four layers of linoleum in the bathroom, so while I was there I had to walk across the street to the park and use a portapotty a quarter mile away. New floors are scheduled for next week and then... well. We'll have to see.
Meanwhile, Mom is still in hospice, still slowly declining. Yesterday she forgot that her father has been dead for seven years. And Dad frustrates me so much: he's often so caught up with his business plans and schemes, he neglects Mom. Then when I call him out on it, he turns around and is so appreciative of my presence and help. It's disarming, but it doesn't mitigate his own behavior. And that's not even mentioning his hearing loss, which doesn't make it easy to monitor Mom.
My brother has convinced me to join them in Mexico for a week over Thanksgiving. I'm a little nervous at leaving Dad alone here for that long, but I really can't skip out. After the Seattle trips, I'm not really bothered about the air travel: Alaska is still cutting out the middle rows and mandating mask use, and the news that mask use can mitigate the severity of an infection even if it gets through the mask is heartening.
I started with a list of things, and the top of them was dealing with the DOL (Dept of Licensing, for non-WA folks.) I had decided on a new car a few months back: Toyota Sienna, AWD, 2011-2015, under 100k miles. This would replace my '98 Forester and give me more room (and possibly a little towing power) for my drive back to Seattle. (Still sometime in the unknown future.)
I ended up going with Carmax, since they would ship me a car from neighboring states, as I'd struck out with the search terms locally. I ended up with a 2014 Sienna from Irvine, CA. Only they couldn't take my trade-in, since the title (surprise, surprise) was still in Seattle. I'd looked when I was packing up, but eh. It hadn't been high on the priority list. So, registration for the new car and a new title. Eensy problem: I didn't have the title to the Sienna yet. Fortunately for me, the DOL folks were very understanding, and took what documents I had, and the promise to send the others later. Carmax claimed they sent me the title, but would send it again, this time to New Mexico, and I would then forward it back to Seattle.
It was just received yesterday, so that's all done. And I got the Forester replacement title, so now I can sell it down here.
The rest of my list involved cleaning up the condo a little (the cuisinart on the top of the kitchen cabinet, my freezer, the contents of storage area downstairs that had the few things that hadn't fit into the pods from two months before, etc.), picking up my mail and a package at the condo, setting up a PO Box and new small storage area in Kenmore (close to where I hope to move,) and viewing the potential condo for purchase up in Kenmore.
Here's the twist: I picked up the package that I had expected, a Kickstarter game called Wizard Kittens. I didn't think at that point of the new package alert that had landed in my email the day I landed in Seattle. For a different package. Hindsight is telling me that that little Fedex letter is the title. Yeah, cue facepalming.
Anyway, the new condo was shiny, and walking back into my (still no floors!) condo was so depressing after that. They'd even taken out the toilet to take up the four layers of linoleum in the bathroom, so while I was there I had to walk across the street to the park and use a portapotty a quarter mile away. New floors are scheduled for next week and then... well. We'll have to see.
Meanwhile, Mom is still in hospice, still slowly declining. Yesterday she forgot that her father has been dead for seven years. And Dad frustrates me so much: he's often so caught up with his business plans and schemes, he neglects Mom. Then when I call him out on it, he turns around and is so appreciative of my presence and help. It's disarming, but it doesn't mitigate his own behavior. And that's not even mentioning his hearing loss, which doesn't make it easy to monitor Mom.
My brother has convinced me to join them in Mexico for a week over Thanksgiving. I'm a little nervous at leaving Dad alone here for that long, but I really can't skip out. After the Seattle trips, I'm not really bothered about the air travel: Alaska is still cutting out the middle rows and mandating mask use, and the news that mask use can mitigate the severity of an infection even if it gets through the mask is heartening.