Grammy

My head hurts from trying to figure this out, and I suspect it is some kind of supply and demand nonsense:

It is cheaper (much) to buy a round-trip airline ticket than one way. The thing is, I need a one way ticket.

So in this day and age of suspecting grandparents of being terrorists for toting a (gasp) camera, what would happen if we bought a round-trip ticket and just, well, never used the second half?

I can get a cheaper one-way ticket if we accept one or two stops, making a two hour flight take all day, and raising the interesting idea of just how the fuck to shove a wheelchair onto one of those tiny airplanes after our layover.

I haven’t said much lately about our newest houseguest. Partly because I’m tired, or busy, or just don’t have anything much to say.

Unfortunately, she has come to that horrible crossroads where fixed income meet health problems and the skyrocketing cost of care. I know I’m not nearly the only one dealing with this, nor is she, and don’t want to whine or even joke too much about the situation. It’s not fair to our family, who in the next months will be making some very tough decisions.

I probably won’t say much more about all that; it’s dawning on all of us that she probably can’t go home, and it’s hard to imagine her staying here for very long. We’ll figure something out.

And, if you’ve read this far, you deserve a little Calvination.

q: what do old people smell like?

a: well, Depends.