I am concerned (although only slightly so) that this bill is so overdue that come Monday, he'll call her up and scream at her, and so Mother will call and yell at me for not paying it soon enough. And this illustrates how, even though I have the run of the house now that my parents are gone, I seem to have more responsibilities because the stuff my parents work on is now stuff I have to do because they're having run around the world.
United States Constitution, Article I, Section 9, Clause 8: "No Person holding any Office of Profit or Trust under them, shall, without the Consent of the Congress, accept of any present, Emolument, Office, or Title, of any kind whatever, from any King, Prince, or foreign State."
Sunday, June 8, 2025
So I have to help Mother pay someone out in Las Vegas. I was going to do so yesterday/Saturday, but I totally forgot. It's possible they don't work weekends, which would be my excuse, but if they do work Saturdays and not Sundays, the earliest I can pay this for my parents is Monday (that is, if I remember).
Labels:
fear,
forgetfulness,
las vegas,
money,
mother,
parents,
record-keeping,
responsibility
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