I am not happy. Mom says take your time. My mom takes care of her tribe she thinks that her chequebook can save all of her babies’ problems. I hope she’s right…
All of my living relatives know better and always have known better than to put all their eggs in one basket or to build their homes on farmland(Floodlands).
My mom is running out of options. She is in the middle of a shallow lake it has millions of dead livestock and the road net work has been shattered. I do not know how many of her children and grandchildren and great grandchildren are still gathered around her no one talks to me. Once the weather improves it will begin to dry out a bit in that plane that she lives in and it will begin to stink like hell too.