Let me complain a bit ...

I know, somehow, if you were here, you would find a way to make this more bearable. Louie has been missing for nearly 2 weeks now and I don't think I'll ever find him. After how many years of reminding Charlie to be sure the screen was covered by the shutters, he once again didn't, and Louie opened the screen. I tried so hard to move Charlie out - he has been drinking constantly - he just wouldn't go. I briefly considered calling the PERT team but the last time I did that it was simply horrible, so that really wasn't an option. So, I had no choice but to let him stay. And, because of that, his daughter and nephews got to see him at his drunken best. They really wanted to come down and see Grandma's room - maybe sit in there among her things - but a drunken father/uncle and his mess made that impossible. In hindsight, I'm wishing I had called 911 - I would still have my cat and the kids would have had a much better visit. It has been a really miserable few months lately. Can you see - does it get better or am I stuck in this mess?