The Plan

of the week is that I will move into the basement of my former home. The home currently inhabited by my soon to be officially legal ex-husband. We can chalk this up to the economy. It feels a bit like I'm going to a bunker to wait for the end of the world. But to put a positive spin on it, while I will be living in less than ideal surroundings, I can save money toward deposits on a new and better place. And help with keeping the house out of foreclosure. I'll also have more control over the daughter who is so scattered right now I'm afraid she is going to blow away in the wind. So that's the plan. End of March. In the meantime I'll be working on renovations in the basement. First up? A better handrail. One designed to assist an elderly lady with bad knees in maneuvering those steep stairs. Those are the same stairs I fell down a few years back when I almost literally broke my neck. Scary! Maybe a system of ropes and pulleys?