Tomorrow Is Another Day

I'm a coward. A practical, efficient coward, but still a coward. I postponed Mother's trip to Tulsa. I have no idea what a visit from her should entail at this point. There are no beds in the places I like; which we probably can't afford any way. So I'm going to keep looking for a home for her, revisiting places I saw in June and trying to determine what to do. Because clearly I have no idea. Maybe tomorrow I will make a decision.