So, it's only been now I've really gotten back on the computer, with the exception (one tweet) and doing bills, emailing folks about the memorial service, which was very lovely. Had she been alive, I know she would have said so. Still pretty sad, and the house is so quiet without her. I feel sort of empty... and there's so much to do. My mother was a hoarder, but not hideously like that show. She was neat, but not so much toward the end (Alzheimer's, which is a horrible disease) but she saved a lot of stuff. In going through her drawers I found a shirt made in "British Hong Kong"! I'm thinking the packrat thing must be genetic since I save way too much stuff too.
Tha'ts it for now.