It’s all my fault—just so you know
I have been on summer break for three weeks now. The daily schedule involves my mother getting up at 8:30-ish. She has a cup of tea and something to eat and then lays back down because “(Pick the day) is my day to relax.” She gets up again after 1:00. If I try to roust her before that, she yells at me for having made her get up at the crack of dawn.
I mean, I guess it’s easy. I can usually do whatever errands I have to do and not worry that she’s waiting for me. She’s certainly safe in bed. My only worry is that she will end up flipping her body clock and being up all night.
I get it. When she gave up driving, she also lost her daily routine of the gym and the senior center. Going for a walk around the neighborhood doesn’t take up much of the day. Why not just zone out? It’s just hard to watch this complete disconnection from everything.