Well, after an hour’s flurry of checking buses and flights, things have been rearranged so Char can come here. It was unlikely at first, but considering she has CRAPLOADS of food (ex. 5 gigantic aluminum trays of baked goods), it would all go to waste if she didn’t. Plus, it’s cheaper for her to drive here than me to fly there.
Now begins the frenzied grocery shopping and cooking!
Maybe this was a blessing in disguise, I felt really bad leaving my mum home alone.