Thanks (((Liz))) and (((P))) for your kind supportive posts. My brother and his wife are looking after the paperwork and appointments to get my mother moved to assisted living. They are moving stuff out of my mother’s suite that she will no longer require. My brother told me that he moved a car load of cleaning products out of her suite. My mother was a cleanaholic when we were kids, so that must have been somewhat traumatic for her to see her cleaning stuff leave. So far I haven’t had to travel to Winnipeg to stay with her. She said she was used to living alone. I was at the bank yesterday to get a manager to sign a life insurance cancellation paper, and they had me and my 5 year old granddaughter wait in the waiting room till the manager could see me. There was a man approximately 60 years old there, and he was on the phone with an online gambling site called Jokers Wild. He was asking them not to take the $800 he owed them out of his account till the end of the month, as he had a car payment due. I tried not to act like I was hearing this conversation and focused attention on my granddaughter. I have never online gambled for money, but I sure could relate to wheeling and dealing, making sure there was enough money in the bank to cover automatic withdrawals, cheques, etc. This horrible compulsion affects so many of us. I have realized very recently that I gambled due to loneliness. Even though the conversations were superficial, it was still being with people I recognized that shared this addiction to playing slots. I have also been thinking that I want to have fun and be silly, and have some drinks, and stop repressing who I am, as in the past that has gotten me in trouble with self-sabotaging. Carole
