I am witnessing a miracle..............the SUN is actually shining!

I am waiting on the phone call from our social worker.......she is to tell me what funeral home I have to call to pick up my Dad's ashes. Don't know why she couldn't tell me the name of the place when she gave me the news on Friday. I'm dealing with a State operated facility here.......go figure.
Anyway.......I've been pondering on where to put my Dad once I bring him home. If I put him in the family room, he would be spending lots of time with us........but, not sure I want him around that much. If I put him in the living room, he would enjoy some fleeting moments with us while we were passing through or had stopped to gaze out of the window. He would be spending lots of time with the dogs in the living room. The dining room..........just lost my appetite. The kitchen........hmmmmmm..........same feeling as the dining room. Of course, the bathroom is out of the question. Can't have Dad around while wiping my ass. Our bedroom is definitely out of the question...........an urn filled with my Dad's ashes.........in the dark??? No friggin' way! Too creepy. Besides, can't put Dad in an uncomfortable and unavoidable position every couple of weeks, if you get my drift.
So, where do I put him?

Ahhhhhh Haaaaaaaa! Caine is coming home this weekend............plenty of room for two in the back bedroom. Perfect!!! ::grin::