Moving on UP

Mom’s lease is up.
Move behind me says I
I will says she
Happy day is next week.
I need to pack now she says
Go ahead I say
I hate having boxes everywhere.
You can store them on our enclosed front porch I suggest
She politely declines.
It’s filthy, she explains.
Goober’s pet door is there.
It has dust, hair, and dirt tracked all over it.
Yes I agree, it’s a catch all and not very tidy.
Thanks anyway she says.
But then….
Thankfully…..
She remembered ……….
I do pay her to clean my house.
Have for years now, as a matter of fact…..
And now it is sparkling clean.

YAY