Guess what I did.  I took my really old mom and two really young grandkids to the River house without losing my sanity.  Mom was so confused she didn't even recognize her own apartment when I took her home.  Stella was well behaved although she got turquoise slime in my white carpet.  Miriam helped out by taking the kids to her house for 24 hours. I've never liked elderly people which is unfortunate since I turned 70 this year.  I keep thinking 80 is max for me.  I care too much what others think of me and I don't want anybody to not enjoy being around me.  So I'm thinking of my options. And what I want to do for the next ten years. What haven't I enjoyed?