I need a vacation after all of this.

The weather is so hot that it’s nigh-on-impossible to get anything done around the house. Aside from mom’s bedroom, the whole place is very, very warm. Even the little swamp coolers are proving somewhat useless to combat the heat. It’s supposed to break tomorrow Monday, which will be a welcome dose of relief.

And I need to remember to keep eating and keep hydrated – I hit a bit of a wall today, which wasn’t pleasant.

Doing the cleaning solo is a lot harder. The motivation level is a lot lower, with nobody to talk with as I clean. Sure, I could work on mom’s room, but there’s the concern that she’ll want to interrupt the proceedings.

But I’ve been able to talk with her about all kinds of things, which is good. Her hip and leg are getting stronger every day, and her appetite is quite good. She’s also looking forward to the further stages of recovery, though I need to remind her that it’s one day at a time for these things.

I’m ready to come home, but I won’t be back in DC for another week. I managed to change my return flight without any trouble, which is a big relief. And I’m sure that the next week will fly by, and that there’s a high likelihood that I won’t finish every task I’ve planned. Such is life.

Regardless, I’m glad that I came out and that the surgery happened in the first place. And I’m glad that things in the house are getting better.

And I can’t wait for a real vacation. Even work will seem like relief after all of this.