After breakfast, I called our nursing company, and asked for ballpark figures for my care after Mom goes. Then I called out financial adviser, and told them I'd asked, so figures would be coming when I got them, hopefully soon. I thought that was a good day's work. {Smile}
However, a while after lunch, maybe early afternoon, the secretary from the nursing company came to our house. She had my ballpark figures. She gave me both a daily rate for 24-hour nursing, and an hourly rate if I just pay for a few hours in the day. She's really pushing the 24-hour nursing as the better deal. Yes, if you can afford it, it's a lot cheaper per hour, so a better deal for what you're getting... but it's a lot of money each month. {resigned smile}
Anyway, after she left, I rested a little, and realized it was still early enough my financial advisers should be open, though not for much longer. So, I called, and actually got my financial adviser. She's actually hoping she can get a little more for me than it looked like to my eye. I do trust her judgement there, so now I'm hopeful too. But I'm afraid she agreed with my assessment that I'd need a good chunk more income to afford the 24-hour care, as nice as that would be. {smile}
I ate lunch and dinner with Mom and read to her before dinner. I started with scripture and thoughts about it, then followed that with more from her niece's long family Christmas letter from 2019. Next, I read the next several pages of _1960s Memory Lane_. Then, I read "The Emperor's New Clothes," from _Five-Minute Fairy Tales_. I finished with the July 27th story "Pedro Trots Home," from _366 Stories for Bedtime: A Tale for Every Day of the Year_. It told about Pedro, a donkey who carried baskets full of fruit to market for a farmer early one morning. The farmer had sold all his fruit by lunch and was ready to have lunch with his friends. But Pedro didn't wait. He slipped his harness and went home before the farmer having a good laugh with his friend Peppi, the dog. {Smile}
I did my head exercises while Perogies, Kitten, and I were talking after playing through much of my evening. {Smile}
In the morning and early afternoon, I read articles and window-shopped online when I wasn't phone or talking with the secretary during her visit. No, no comics; I want to catch up on those today. Only after the phone calls were done did I work on finishing the day-before's daily update. When that was done, too, I finally hopped into City of Heroes: Homecoming. There, I quickly met Kitten, who told me I'd just missed Perogies. Kitten and I teamed up, and we tried to do one of the complicated missions we'd started yesterday... three times. It didn't go well any of the times. I think it was bugged at least once. We agreed we'd have to try again later; probably a different mission we both know better. After hopping out, I said hi to Perogies, and learned I'd just missed him again. He'd gone back in just after I left. But it was time to read to Mom, so I went to do that. {smile}
After dinner, I hopped back into City of Heroes: Homecoming. I found Perogies and said hi. We started chatting, and soon started teaming up on mid-level characters. There was no sign of Kitten, so I left a note on the chat server. They came in and got our attention, so I invited them to join us, and we happily teamed for much of the evening. Then we started chatting, and this went on a fair while. Eventually, Perogies left for bed. Kitten and I kept chatting with occasional comments from Perogies while the latter worked on paperwork. (Yes, everyone does paperwork in this game; it's not just me.) When it was done, he really left. I shifted to a barely higher character, and Kitten and I teamed for two missions, finishing the arc that made me keep them at the level they were at. We talked about doing another mission, but it was late. I decided I'd better do paperwork and write this instead. Kitten talked until some friends who'd invited them to do a taskforce actually got around to starting the TF. I wrote the early part of this, then made notes to finish the rest the next day. {Smile}
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