I kept telling myself that I'm going to get to bed earlier, but that doesn't seem to happen.
Is it FOMO? Who knows? I tend to think too much. And I tend to worry too much. I have an 85-year-old mother who loves to talk to scammers on Facebook. She's so lonely that this fills that void for her, although I keep explaining that these people are not her friends. They're not in love with her and they're not coming to rescue her. She knows that, but she continues... Sometimes, I spend a lot of time trying to make sure she's not being swindled.
Apparently, I haven't always been successful, as she went through a lengthy period where she was spending more than usual and no matter how much I asked, she denied giving anyone money. Now I've come to find out that the newest scam involved buying gift cards and giving the information to the scammer. Who knew? Now I know... But she's a grown up and I can't stop her from giving away the little bit of money she gets from Social Security and her tiny pension. I just make sure she has groceries and a place to live, and I hope she stays safe, and I never drive my own kids crazy that way.
Meh... glad I didn't inherit that insanity from her!
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