Day 118 - More Taxes

I don't understand it. It's like when my mother retired her brain retired also. I used to think she was a woman capable of handling her own affairs but it seems to me she's completely clueless. It's quite disconcerting. Anyway, yesterday I tried to give her some options with regards to figuring out what to do about her huge tax bill. Today, I found that she accomplished nothing. So tomorrow I will be going with her to the bank and I'll probably make her phone the payroll department of the hospital if I have time. Sigh.

The times they are a changing. And I like it not at all. I feel like I'm the parent not the child. It's not a good feeling.