That was decided suddenly.
At the beginning of August, when the care manager came,
"There's an opening at the day care center I visited the other day,
"Would you like to go?" I was asked.
This is the facility I visited in May.
He seemed enthusiastic during the tour,
When I got home, I refused to go.
"Women can't just goof off all the time," she said.
And yet...
"I definitely want to go," my mother said.
Who is saying that?
We moved forward with the discussion and signed the contract before she could change her mind.
And then came the first day.
I arrived at my parents' house a little after nine o'clock.
My mother was already fully prepared, her makeup was perfect,
It looked like we could leave at any moment.
To finish, I brushed the hair at the back of her head, which she couldn't see in the mirror.
Pick-up time is 10:30.
My mother had been talking the whole time up until then.
"I wonder what they'll do?"
My mother also went to cultural centers and things like that.
I'm used to places like that."
I prayed that the day care service would live up to my expectations.
The car that was supposed to pick me up arrived.
"I'm off now~"
He waved goodbye and went out.
My father and I were the only ones left behind.
A quiet atmosphere settled over the room.
My father seemed relieved, having finally escaped my mother's usual nagging and insults.
I run the washing machine to my heart's content without arguing with my mother.
I had a leisurely chat with my father over tea.
When I talk to my hard-of-hearing father, I raise my voice.
I usually couldn't talk to my mother about things I didn't want her to hear.
I've always wanted this kind of time.
My mother came home a little after six o'clock.
His face was slightly flushed and he looked satisfied.
I called out at the front door, "Welcome back, did you have fun?"
"I did a lot of things today."
The communication notebook says that the activities will include exercise using machines and balloon games.
We chatted about nothing in particular while I was preparing dinner.
"It smells really delicious."
I can eat it as soon as I get home.
"This is nice," said my mother. Then,
"So, when did you get here, Risu-chan?"
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