All Over the Place

In less than two weeks, Elder Son has helped Fiorella dispose of Husband's shelves of about a hundred vidoes (for which Half Price Books paid $38), gotten a good start on the garage, spent many hours talking back and forth with the funeral home and the manufacturer of the grave marker, accompanied her as muscle to the probate lawyer, held her hand as she waded through insurance claims, encouraged her to get the dry wall repaired over the kitchen sink and in the corner of a closet, driven her down to Cedar Creek and to Austin to visit granddaughter, spentdays supervising the repair and sale of Husband's riding mower, fixed her old computer, and helped her buy a new one.
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Wait a minute, Fio--did you say that Son helped you buy a new computer? What about Isadora de la Computadora, your fifty-dollar eBay deal?
I'm planning use the new member of the family to write--and revise--my stories without fear of erasure, but I will keep Isadora as back-up to do anything I won't know how to do on the new one. 
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Um...did Fio mention that she's also planning to hit Son up to help her reset the autimatic sprinkler system out front, which has gone mysteriously ka-blooey? And before he leaves next week, Fio wants to line him up for a nostalgic drive-by of all the houses she has lived in since she was married. Only four of them are still extant, and Son has lived in only two of them, the ones in the middle.
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Changing the subject completely, Fiorella is NOT happy with the results of Beleza's expensive botox injections. Her left eyebrow is still reaching for the ceiling.
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Another subject change: the husband of one of Fiorella's grade-school friends has died, and Fio has contacted her by FB Messenger and offered condolences and her phone number. She only hopes to be as helpful to Judith as everyone has been to her.