Anxious to see what the next shit show will be....as each and every time I think they may be over, or at least lessening just a bit...Whoomp! there it is...again...and again...
As we approach mother's day weekend, which will be the first one without my mom, who passed away last month, I get a call from the cemetery requesting I call back asap.
The folks who buried her made a mistake and put her 16 inches over into someone else's plot rather than right up next to dad as it should have been. We have to go sign paperwork to approve them moving her over. She went through hell in the nursing home, the hospital, and now the god damn cemetery, too.
Grateful for a sense of humor, otherwise I believe I would have repeatedly snapped by now. I know it isn't a big deal compared to other issues, but my heart feels the feels like a mofo with anything related to mom right now.