No they aren’t coping!
I went to my parents the other day and realised the huge pile of post on the table was not just overflow from the recycling bin. They have always been really organised with their admin, but I found unopened bills and statements muddled up with endless catalogues for useful rubbish, begging letters from charities and junk from the local double glazing/cheap supermarket/green energy provider etc etc. Then I noticed the grass hadn’t been cut for weeks, the car (always immaculate) was filthy inside and out. Oh and dad didn’t get up from his chair when I arrived. I think we have a problem. But what exactly? GP appointment made… Damn.