I wish I knew

I wish I knew if Gram was going to be coming to live here or not. B, who has a new job that starts on Monday, is currently napping on the couch after spending most of last night finishing up her packing before heading for home early this morning. Her loaded car is in the garage awaiting Sunday when she begins the move into her lovely new apartment. And who will care for Gram? Gram, who really can't (or at least certainly shouldn't) be living alone. If that has been decided, we haven't yet been told. Her staying here for a lengthy "visit" is the back-up plan. It surely would be nice to know ahead of time if she's going to be here, though. Sigh. I know. It's time to practice developing patience...