One running joke I made with Dave last week, while he was still lucid, was, “It’s up to you, you’re paying for it.”
I had earmarked half the money from Mom’s house for his support. I kept it in cash so I could get it to him but it wouldn’t count against him as income.
So, do we Grubhub Taco Bell burritos for dinner or legitimate Mexican burritos? Up to you, Dave, it’s on your dime.
2 responses to “Good Things: Paying for It”
We are soulmates in the way we deal with sadness and grief, apparently – humour, sometimes dark.
Allison – always dark. Always.