11:00 PM – Mom came downstairs with a trash bag and said “Well, I’m moving back home.” I asked her what she’s talking about and she replied, “Mom met me at the train station and I’m going back home.” Grandma has been gone since October 20, 2006, so she didn’t meet her. “They’ve got some decent apartments don’t they? Ones without critters?” It doesn’t matter how many times she looks or how many times I let her know that there’s nothing out there, it always comes back to critters. There’s a lot more to the conversation, all of it really off the wall stuff. It basically boils down to her believing that she was just visiting here and that she didn’t think I wanted her to move in with me because the house is so small, but she was all over the place between moving back home and moving into an apartment. She didn’t understand that she has been living here for several years.