My kids are acting tired and whining a lot too. I thought it was due to exhaustion from going to State for gymnastics this weekend, but now I’m wondering if we really aren’t getting sick here. I guess I’ll find out soon enough, huh?
Speaking of State…I am soooo proud of my girls!! The oldest got 2nd Place on Beam, 2nd Place on Floor, 3rd Place on Vault and 6th Place on Bars (we gotta work on that one! LOL). Her All Around for her age group was 3rd! The youngest got 1st Place on Beam, 1st Place on Floor, 2nd Place on Vault and 4th on Bars. Her All Around was either 2nd or 3rd…I kinda go soo excited I totally missed what number they said she was. Her coach has details, I’ll get them at the next practice.
They are also practicing Level 3 routines now…they are just so ecstatic! Of course, that means more practice time each week…but you know what? I don’t mind one second of driving them 40 minutes to practice when I see them accomplish something like this. They saw what practice was for this weekend.
Oh yeah, did I mention that we have officially decided to sell the house. There will be relief and sadness once it does sell…but the relief will be longer lasting, I am sure of that. We just have to get the foreclosure slowed down enough to get this thing sold. It’s going to be hard, but I gotta have faith that it will happen.
We have a few options we are working on for where to go after it sells and if it doesn’t sell. We’ll be staying in the area, but my goal is to start heading towards more open land, I need horses. Horses might not be an option in this move, but maybe the next one… we’ll see.
Some jackass is blowing his boat horn. It’s after midnight! I might have to go kill someone if he wakes up the kids.
>:(
Now I’m annoyed. I think I better get going to go work on some projects so I can get to bed sometime before the sun comes up. See you all later!
:)
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Tuesday, April 08, 2008
How to Be Happier - 7 Steps to Contentment
(This isn’t mine…I just found it on a site I frequently visit, the Good News Network, and wanted to share it with you)
If happiness is the currency of life — the true measure of success, how hefty is your happiness account? How abundant is your contentment? How much happiness can you afford to give? Do you hoard or hide your true desires? Do you resent others for their happiness and curse their rose-colored glasses? Here are seven ways to boost your levels of happiness, and therefore, your success.
1) It’s Not the Goal that Matters
The purpose of naming long-term goals is to facilitate the enjoyment of the process. The journey on our way to the goal is made happier when we’ve envisioned our destination clearly in mind. Goals keep us from feeling aimless. But achieving the goal does not necessarily provide the happiness. Enjoy the journey — including the struggles. Become WHO you want to be along the way so that the achievement of the goal isn’t the most important effort, and doesn’t leaving you feeling empty once the goals are in the past.
2) Happiness is the measure of success, but struggle is essential, too, as a catalyst for our growth. Give yourself a license to be human.
Fighting against the Law of Gravity does us no good. It’s an immutable natural law. Likewise, we will only create unnecessary frustration for ourselves if we don’t accept that struggle is a fact of life. Make a decision to change your life and the lives of your entire family by accepting your own painful emotions as human. Emotions come and go, like disappointment, anger, and sadness. Give yourself and others the permission to be human and experience these emotions as an important part of life, rather than resisting them with a fight.
3) When you feel a touch of depression coming on, the first step is to accept it.
Most often it is appropriate, after accepting the feeling, to try to turn our focus to the positive. What is going well in your life or in the world? What is easy for you to do right now that can calm you or cheer you. Maybe tidying up a corner of the house for ten minutes will make you feel the positive sense of accomplishment. Maybe the memory of an accomplishment from earlier in the week can bring a sense of fulfillment — when you cleverly helped your child to overcome frustration, when you made that healthy choice to walk instead of taking the elevator, when you genuinely felt happy about anything.
4) Simplifying your life can bring more satisfaction to your day.
Can you think of a way to simplify your life and quiet the cacophony of modern life, which often distracts from the simple things that could otherwise bring happiness (like making a tent out of blankets with your kids)? After you identify the most important things in your life, try to find ways to eliminate the others — through delegation, hiring help, or cutting down on outside activities or volunteer work.
5) Does it take a terminal illness to begin to appreciate life? For many people, it does.
Pretend you were just told that you had six months to live. Close your eyes and name three things in your world right now that you can be really grateful for. (Go ahead and name them right now, and feel how grateful you are.) Plan on feeling more thankful for these three things in the coming days, while remembering that life doesn’t last forever.
6) Try Happiness Boosters
Making changes is sometimes hard, even if our goal is to become more joyful. For instance, when we are unhappy in our work and want to change careers, but are fearful of drastic steps. We could instead take small steps that could provide measured happiness in the meantime. Try a part-time position as a tutor instead of switching to teaching; volunteer or take up a hobby that gives a similar “boost” in happiness, before making drastic changes. If you want to make a big change in your life, try to identify 2 ideas that you could implement in the meantime to boost your happiness levels for an hour or two each week:
7) How to Deal With Negative Situations
With as little as three deep breaths we can reverse a stressful situation* (see resource below to learn how). Consider reminding yourself to take three deep breaths whenever you reach a red light or whenever you arrive at your desk or pull your car into your driveway at night. Deep breaths can instantly relax and reduce your stress. Additionally, keeping a gratitude journal can help diffuse the day’s stress. Record in the journal a list of five things (no matter how big or how small) that you are thankful for every night. And, finally, remember to choose to focus on the positive each day. Positive people look not only at the trouble but also look at the positive in each situation. Identifying the strengths and opportunities in the world, coupled with an acceptance of the hardship and negativity, produces a more balanced view of life that can serve us well.
Remember, the world today gives wider publicity to the negative and so it becomes more important for us to be diligent to train our focus regularly on the positive. Listening to the news or reading the news in the morning, if it is filled with terrorism, fraud, and murder, can potentially start us on a downward spiral. It wires our brains in a certain way. Whereas, if we start the day reading uplifting and inspiring news stories, like those in the Good News Network website, we can launch a positive upward spiral that will impact the rest of our day and help us to stay happier and more contented.
Written by Tal Ben-Shahar and Geri Weis-Corbley
If happiness is the currency of life — the true measure of success, how hefty is your happiness account? How abundant is your contentment? How much happiness can you afford to give? Do you hoard or hide your true desires? Do you resent others for their happiness and curse their rose-colored glasses? Here are seven ways to boost your levels of happiness, and therefore, your success.
1) It’s Not the Goal that Matters
The purpose of naming long-term goals is to facilitate the enjoyment of the process. The journey on our way to the goal is made happier when we’ve envisioned our destination clearly in mind. Goals keep us from feeling aimless. But achieving the goal does not necessarily provide the happiness. Enjoy the journey — including the struggles. Become WHO you want to be along the way so that the achievement of the goal isn’t the most important effort, and doesn’t leaving you feeling empty once the goals are in the past.
2) Happiness is the measure of success, but struggle is essential, too, as a catalyst for our growth. Give yourself a license to be human.
Fighting against the Law of Gravity does us no good. It’s an immutable natural law. Likewise, we will only create unnecessary frustration for ourselves if we don’t accept that struggle is a fact of life. Make a decision to change your life and the lives of your entire family by accepting your own painful emotions as human. Emotions come and go, like disappointment, anger, and sadness. Give yourself and others the permission to be human and experience these emotions as an important part of life, rather than resisting them with a fight.
3) When you feel a touch of depression coming on, the first step is to accept it.
Most often it is appropriate, after accepting the feeling, to try to turn our focus to the positive. What is going well in your life or in the world? What is easy for you to do right now that can calm you or cheer you. Maybe tidying up a corner of the house for ten minutes will make you feel the positive sense of accomplishment. Maybe the memory of an accomplishment from earlier in the week can bring a sense of fulfillment — when you cleverly helped your child to overcome frustration, when you made that healthy choice to walk instead of taking the elevator, when you genuinely felt happy about anything.
4) Simplifying your life can bring more satisfaction to your day.
Can you think of a way to simplify your life and quiet the cacophony of modern life, which often distracts from the simple things that could otherwise bring happiness (like making a tent out of blankets with your kids)? After you identify the most important things in your life, try to find ways to eliminate the others — through delegation, hiring help, or cutting down on outside activities or volunteer work.
5) Does it take a terminal illness to begin to appreciate life? For many people, it does.
Pretend you were just told that you had six months to live. Close your eyes and name three things in your world right now that you can be really grateful for. (Go ahead and name them right now, and feel how grateful you are.) Plan on feeling more thankful for these three things in the coming days, while remembering that life doesn’t last forever.
6) Try Happiness Boosters
Making changes is sometimes hard, even if our goal is to become more joyful. For instance, when we are unhappy in our work and want to change careers, but are fearful of drastic steps. We could instead take small steps that could provide measured happiness in the meantime. Try a part-time position as a tutor instead of switching to teaching; volunteer or take up a hobby that gives a similar “boost” in happiness, before making drastic changes. If you want to make a big change in your life, try to identify 2 ideas that you could implement in the meantime to boost your happiness levels for an hour or two each week:
7) How to Deal With Negative Situations
With as little as three deep breaths we can reverse a stressful situation* (see resource below to learn how). Consider reminding yourself to take three deep breaths whenever you reach a red light or whenever you arrive at your desk or pull your car into your driveway at night. Deep breaths can instantly relax and reduce your stress. Additionally, keeping a gratitude journal can help diffuse the day’s stress. Record in the journal a list of five things (no matter how big or how small) that you are thankful for every night. And, finally, remember to choose to focus on the positive each day. Positive people look not only at the trouble but also look at the positive in each situation. Identifying the strengths and opportunities in the world, coupled with an acceptance of the hardship and negativity, produces a more balanced view of life that can serve us well.
Remember, the world today gives wider publicity to the negative and so it becomes more important for us to be diligent to train our focus regularly on the positive. Listening to the news or reading the news in the morning, if it is filled with terrorism, fraud, and murder, can potentially start us on a downward spiral. It wires our brains in a certain way. Whereas, if we start the day reading uplifting and inspiring news stories, like those in the Good News Network website, we can launch a positive upward spiral that will impact the rest of our day and help us to stay happier and more contented.
Written by Tal Ben-Shahar and Geri Weis-Corbley
My Alzheimer’s Post…not to be outdone by Meg…
We now have our own Alzheimer’s experiences. And this is really nothing compared to Meg’s experiences…so she is still the Queen of Patience and Understanding…
Yesterday our neighbor banged our door. He said he wasn’t feeling well. He’s in his 70’s or 80’s so we assumed he was out for a walk and started feeling ill. We brought him in, put up his feet, gave him some water and then my husband sat there chatting with him. He seemed really disoriented. Hubby kept asking if we should call his wife and let her know where he was. He kept saying no. Then hubby asked if his wife was ok? Did we need to check on her. He just said “she’s not ok”. Then he started having problems finishing sentences.
So, I put the kids in my office, got then set up on Webkinz and ran over to the neighbors house. She was just driving in and was frantic. I told her he was at our house and she had to run in her house and call her daughter to tell her that he was ok. They also had to call the police to let them know they found him. Apparently there were LOTS of police looking for him. This is when I learned he has Alzheimer’s. I called hubby real quick to tell him since he was patiently at home trying to follow the conversation with the man.
His wife and I got back over here, and he was adamant about not going home. There were too many people in the house. I was just in the house…there is no one but her and him. She said he’s been doing this the last few days. She said he suddenly just got so much worse, can’t remember common words, etc. And he runs off when she does things like take a shower (that was when he left and ended up here yesterday). She seriously having a hard time. I can’t even imagine having to keep an eye on him 24/7 and then some. The police showed up to verify that he was ok. The sheriff said there were literally 20 cars out looking for him. Since our neighborhood is all waterfront, they took the fact that he was gone very seriously. He actually has an ankle bracelet on that has a transmitter on it. But they kept saying it hasn’t gone anywhere…well, he was 100 ft from the house so maybe it wasn’t far enough to pick up any change? Or maybe they thought he was in the canal? OR they thought he’d managed to get it off… The sheriff was very patient and wonderful about it all. He kept making sure everyone was fine with the situation and then he chatted a few minutes to calm down the neighbor…it was very nice to see someone so patient and compassionate working for the Police department, it gives you a new perspective compared to the crap you see on the news (so thanks Officer/Deputy/Sheriff Cain!!)
So, this morning…who is knocking on our door again? The neighbor. This time he wants to talk to my Dad (I’m guessing he means hubby) and I go tell hubby his new best friend is here to see him. Today he’s brought hubby some pictures from the war for “safe keeping”. I motion to hubby to just take them (I’ll get them back to his wife in an hour or so when he’s forgotten he even came over). And then he walks him home.
An hour later…he’s back. He got in trouble for bringing the pictures. But now he’s got booze. Hubby takes him home again.
I’m wondering how often we should be expecting our new friend. And I’m wondering how long his wife is going to be able to deal with this new habit of his. She looks to be at her wits end.
This really is such an ugly disease. I feel so bad for everyone who has to live with it.
:(
Yesterday our neighbor banged our door. He said he wasn’t feeling well. He’s in his 70’s or 80’s so we assumed he was out for a walk and started feeling ill. We brought him in, put up his feet, gave him some water and then my husband sat there chatting with him. He seemed really disoriented. Hubby kept asking if we should call his wife and let her know where he was. He kept saying no. Then hubby asked if his wife was ok? Did we need to check on her. He just said “she’s not ok”. Then he started having problems finishing sentences.
So, I put the kids in my office, got then set up on Webkinz and ran over to the neighbors house. She was just driving in and was frantic. I told her he was at our house and she had to run in her house and call her daughter to tell her that he was ok. They also had to call the police to let them know they found him. Apparently there were LOTS of police looking for him. This is when I learned he has Alzheimer’s. I called hubby real quick to tell him since he was patiently at home trying to follow the conversation with the man.
His wife and I got back over here, and he was adamant about not going home. There were too many people in the house. I was just in the house…there is no one but her and him. She said he’s been doing this the last few days. She said he suddenly just got so much worse, can’t remember common words, etc. And he runs off when she does things like take a shower (that was when he left and ended up here yesterday). She seriously having a hard time. I can’t even imagine having to keep an eye on him 24/7 and then some. The police showed up to verify that he was ok. The sheriff said there were literally 20 cars out looking for him. Since our neighborhood is all waterfront, they took the fact that he was gone very seriously. He actually has an ankle bracelet on that has a transmitter on it. But they kept saying it hasn’t gone anywhere…well, he was 100 ft from the house so maybe it wasn’t far enough to pick up any change? Or maybe they thought he was in the canal? OR they thought he’d managed to get it off… The sheriff was very patient and wonderful about it all. He kept making sure everyone was fine with the situation and then he chatted a few minutes to calm down the neighbor…it was very nice to see someone so patient and compassionate working for the Police department, it gives you a new perspective compared to the crap you see on the news (so thanks Officer/Deputy/Sheriff Cain!!)
So, this morning…who is knocking on our door again? The neighbor. This time he wants to talk to my Dad (I’m guessing he means hubby) and I go tell hubby his new best friend is here to see him. Today he’s brought hubby some pictures from the war for “safe keeping”. I motion to hubby to just take them (I’ll get them back to his wife in an hour or so when he’s forgotten he even came over). And then he walks him home.
An hour later…he’s back. He got in trouble for bringing the pictures. But now he’s got booze. Hubby takes him home again.
I’m wondering how often we should be expecting our new friend. And I’m wondering how long his wife is going to be able to deal with this new habit of his. She looks to be at her wits end.
This really is such an ugly disease. I feel so bad for everyone who has to live with it.
:(
Monday, April 07, 2008
Freedom, Jeff and some inspiration for all
If I’m going to get better…I need to be inspired. We all do.
My mom often sends me blurbs and emails about things that she thinks will inspire me. For the most part they do.
I’m going to start sharing them here with you.
This is one that I guess she saw on snopes.com (since I turn everyone onto that site who sends me forwarded emails) and it is pretty damned awesome.
Here is a direct link to the story: http://www.sarveywildlife.org/Story.aspx?id=7
I’ve always teared up while watching Bald Eagles fly over the house…not sure what it is, it’s sort of like there is a enormous amount of awe inside me and the only way I can release it is to shed a few tears. I’m not sure that’s exactly it, but it’s close enough for now. We do have a few Bald Eagle families living near us. They hunt across the street from us and they will spend a few hours a week in a large tree that gives us a great view.
If you enjoy reading about Freedom and Jeff…there is at least one other story on the site about Freedom (Birthday Bash) and then more stories about other people and animal “guests” that are there. Enjoy!!
I’m off to work now…have a great day everyone!
:)
My mom often sends me blurbs and emails about things that she thinks will inspire me. For the most part they do.
I’m going to start sharing them here with you.
This is one that I guess she saw on snopes.com (since I turn everyone onto that site who sends me forwarded emails) and it is pretty damned awesome.
Here is a direct link to the story: http://www.sarveywildlife.org/Story.aspx?id=7
I’ve always teared up while watching Bald Eagles fly over the house…not sure what it is, it’s sort of like there is a enormous amount of awe inside me and the only way I can release it is to shed a few tears. I’m not sure that’s exactly it, but it’s close enough for now. We do have a few Bald Eagle families living near us. They hunt across the street from us and they will spend a few hours a week in a large tree that gives us a great view.
If you enjoy reading about Freedom and Jeff…there is at least one other story on the site about Freedom (Birthday Bash) and then more stories about other people and animal “guests” that are there. Enjoy!!
I’m off to work now…have a great day everyone!
:)
Thursday, April 03, 2008
There are ducks in my pool!!!
That might be a sign that it’s time to clean it out. What do you think? We just let it go because it’s too expensive to keep going during the winter when no one can use it anyway…but now I can’t really afford to start it up so it’s been getting greener and greener…and now there is a pair of ducks swimming in there. I keep trying to take a picture but they are crafty little buggers…when I come out, they go around to the side of the pool that I can’t see from the lanai. I’ll keep trying.
Wow! I am so totally and completely depressed right now
I woke up with this unshakable misery stuck to me today.
My kid is off in Harrisburg, PA getting sworn into the Army this morning and I could not avoid the article about the 23 year old who lives in my town that got killed a week before coming home from Iraq to get married. So now his family is planning his funeral instead of his wedding. That was disturbing but I kept shutting it out. Maybe it got back in while I was sleeping?
I also woke up to hubby storming around huffing and puffing about how miserable he is. Well, that could have rubbed off on me.
He also made the most hideous pot of coffee ever this morning so I’ve not had coffee. He just left so I may dump it and make my own. Or I’ll just drink Red Bull.
He’s back to running on pure emotion and it’s bad. This is where things go terribly wrong. Like we got a letter from the power company a few days ago. He didn’t bother to open it. It’s a shut off notice. For today. So if I disappear, you know where I went.
He does this though, and now I’m also stuck here with no food because he’s so absorbed in his misery that he’s failed to notice that I said we were out of vitals a few dozen times. So the girls are eating Ramen and dry cereal.
We also have to go to the dentist and the vet today. I have NO money. I was working all freaking day yesterday on quotes for people but no one ever wants to commit. People don’t get it. A quote takes time. That is non-billable time if they don’t want the job. But they keep asking for more and more things, then sit on it for weeks. I don’t mind them doing their research, shopping around, but it’s frustrating when they never intended to spend money in the first place. I get, “Oh! I wasn’t going to spend THAT much!” alot. I have a price list online…why are they shocked when I give them a quote?? And my prices are very reasonable. I should be charging twice what I do. Maybe I just need to stop giving quotes and send them to the price page of my site and tell them to add it up themselves. And anything extra that is not listed…well, I’ll figure that out after I get a deposit.
It’s really not my clients faults that I’m broke. I’m just being bitchy today. I should be charging twice what I do. That is my own fault.
Ok, gotta get the kid to dentist. See you all later!
My kid is off in Harrisburg, PA getting sworn into the Army this morning and I could not avoid the article about the 23 year old who lives in my town that got killed a week before coming home from Iraq to get married. So now his family is planning his funeral instead of his wedding. That was disturbing but I kept shutting it out. Maybe it got back in while I was sleeping?
I also woke up to hubby storming around huffing and puffing about how miserable he is. Well, that could have rubbed off on me.
He also made the most hideous pot of coffee ever this morning so I’ve not had coffee. He just left so I may dump it and make my own. Or I’ll just drink Red Bull.
He’s back to running on pure emotion and it’s bad. This is where things go terribly wrong. Like we got a letter from the power company a few days ago. He didn’t bother to open it. It’s a shut off notice. For today. So if I disappear, you know where I went.
He does this though, and now I’m also stuck here with no food because he’s so absorbed in his misery that he’s failed to notice that I said we were out of vitals a few dozen times. So the girls are eating Ramen and dry cereal.We also have to go to the dentist and the vet today. I have NO money. I was working all freaking day yesterday on quotes for people but no one ever wants to commit. People don’t get it. A quote takes time. That is non-billable time if they don’t want the job. But they keep asking for more and more things, then sit on it for weeks. I don’t mind them doing their research, shopping around, but it’s frustrating when they never intended to spend money in the first place. I get, “Oh! I wasn’t going to spend THAT much!” alot. I have a price list online…why are they shocked when I give them a quote?? And my prices are very reasonable. I should be charging twice what I do. Maybe I just need to stop giving quotes and send them to the price page of my site and tell them to add it up themselves. And anything extra that is not listed…well, I’ll figure that out after I get a deposit.
It’s really not my clients faults that I’m broke. I’m just being bitchy today. I should be charging twice what I do. That is my own fault.
Ok, gotta get the kid to dentist. See you all later!
Wednesday, April 02, 2008
the funk is sort of gone
I sat down this morning around 8am and started working…and I’m only just now realizing that my behind is hurting from sitting here so long. I think it’s time to go finish reading Men are From Mars, Women are From Venus so I can get on to his next book. I’m learning so much from this! I’m very happy with it.
See you guys tomorrow…gonna go read and relax for the night!
:)
See you guys tomorrow…gonna go read and relax for the night!
:)
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
I just can’t kick this funk
Things are going better between hubby and I. My kid is finally on his way to fulfilling his dream he’s had since he was like 9. My girls are happier with the home life situation.
There are things that could be better. We are in foreclosure. The taxes are now officially late. My truck is supposed to get repo’d. My server might be turned off at any time.
And normally…that shit just doesn’t phase me. No one is dying, so it’s all ok. But today I’m just realizing…I’ve been in a wicked funk for weeks and just can not shake it.
Being sick for a few weeks was the source of my funk til now. Or so I thought. But I think I was wrong.
I’m gonna go paint and hopefully that will help me. That’s all I really want to do lately. Paint and create art for my gallery. Too bad it’s not something that pays the bills.
There are things that could be better. We are in foreclosure. The taxes are now officially late. My truck is supposed to get repo’d. My server might be turned off at any time.
And normally…that shit just doesn’t phase me. No one is dying, so it’s all ok. But today I’m just realizing…I’ve been in a wicked funk for weeks and just can not shake it.
Being sick for a few weeks was the source of my funk til now. Or so I thought. But I think I was wrong.
I’m gonna go paint and hopefully that will help me. That’s all I really want to do lately. Paint and create art for my gallery. Too bad it’s not something that pays the bills.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
I’m freezing my butt off here
I thought we were in Florida. Did someone move us way up north while we were sleeping?
BRRRRRRRRRRRR!
This is just not funny. I had to close the windows! AND turn on the heat!!
Ok, that’s all I have to complain about.
See you tomorrow!!
:)
BRRRRRRRRRRRR!
This is just not funny. I had to close the windows! AND turn on the heat!!
Ok, that’s all I have to complain about.
See you tomorrow!!
:)
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
I’m content today
and have nothing to even whine, complain, announce or otherwise fill up my blog. Ok, maybe I’ll force myself…LOL
I’ve been seriously sick as a dog for about a week and I’m only just trying to catch up. What a nightmare. I have over 700 penis enlargement emails in the general inbox. And some moron keeps IMing me, trying to tell me I need some XP virus scan (his link is included in all his IMs, of course), and that my system has alerted Microsoft that it’s been infected. Nice try. I don’t even own any Microsoft software. I guess that might actually work on someone who owns something other than a Mac. I thought it was a bot, but…it’s not. Unless it’s a fucking good bot. But then if it were THAT good, it’d know I’m using IM software for a Mac and not send me shit I don’t use. I’m gonna just keep wasting his time by responding in one word responses for a while. Like.. Oh? How? Really?
LOL
Been thinking about my kid going off to Iraq, and now that I’m not sporting a 102 fever while having my period and going through a box of Puffs Plus an hour…I at least stopped crying about it. That could change. I’m sort of expecting it to volley back and forth between being proud and being scared to death, until I just settle on being both at once. I should probably find other moms who have gone through this and see if I should expect a complete breakdown soon…maybe around graduation?
*sigh*
Ok, going to chug more NyQuil and get some more rest.
OH…yeah…forgot…the hubby and I? Last week we were on the road to divorce…or jail after I killed him. Well, after talking to friends, that are just so incredibly good together, about the book (that her hubby went and bought and wanted to discuss with women to clarify some things), “Men are from Mars, Women are From Venus”….I went and got it. Let me just say that I’m only halfway through it, and hubby is on chapter one (I had lots of time to read when I was bundled up in a blanket on the couch this week), but our relationship has gotten really weird…like…it doesn’t feel like we are trying to get along…we just are.
I had NO idea men thought this way. And I’m watching his reactions to things and…I think this book is on to something!! This should be required reading in like, oh…I don’t know….maybe…Fourth grade!! Anyway, there are many other Mars/Venus books, including…[drum roll please]…how to deal with substance abuse in a relationship.
That will be the next purchase.
Ok, I’m going to jump in bed next to the furnace (hubby) and read til I pass out.
See you all later!!
:)
I’ve been seriously sick as a dog for about a week and I’m only just trying to catch up. What a nightmare. I have over 700 penis enlargement emails in the general inbox. And some moron keeps IMing me, trying to tell me I need some XP virus scan (his link is included in all his IMs, of course), and that my system has alerted Microsoft that it’s been infected. Nice try. I don’t even own any Microsoft software. I guess that might actually work on someone who owns something other than a Mac. I thought it was a bot, but…it’s not. Unless it’s a fucking good bot. But then if it were THAT good, it’d know I’m using IM software for a Mac and not send me shit I don’t use. I’m gonna just keep wasting his time by responding in one word responses for a while. Like.. Oh? How? Really?
LOL
Been thinking about my kid going off to Iraq, and now that I’m not sporting a 102 fever while having my period and going through a box of Puffs Plus an hour…I at least stopped crying about it. That could change. I’m sort of expecting it to volley back and forth between being proud and being scared to death, until I just settle on being both at once. I should probably find other moms who have gone through this and see if I should expect a complete breakdown soon…maybe around graduation?
*sigh*
Ok, going to chug more NyQuil and get some more rest.
OH…yeah…forgot…the hubby and I? Last week we were on the road to divorce…or jail after I killed him. Well, after talking to friends, that are just so incredibly good together, about the book (that her hubby went and bought and wanted to discuss with women to clarify some things), “Men are from Mars, Women are From Venus”….I went and got it. Let me just say that I’m only halfway through it, and hubby is on chapter one (I had lots of time to read when I was bundled up in a blanket on the couch this week), but our relationship has gotten really weird…like…it doesn’t feel like we are trying to get along…we just are.
I had NO idea men thought this way. And I’m watching his reactions to things and…I think this book is on to something!! This should be required reading in like, oh…I don’t know….maybe…Fourth grade!! Anyway, there are many other Mars/Venus books, including…[drum roll please]…how to deal with substance abuse in a relationship.
That will be the next purchase.Ok, I’m going to jump in bed next to the furnace (hubby) and read til I pass out.
See you all later!!
:)
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
My son joined the Army today
and then informed me that he’s definitely going to Iraq.
I’m proud of him for doing what he’s wanted to do for years….but I’m scared to death at the same time.
I’m a total wreck today because of the relationship thing, so I might be swaying on the whole Army thing for a few days before it really sinks in.
:P
I’m proud of him for doing what he’s wanted to do for years….but I’m scared to death at the same time.
I’m a total wreck today because of the relationship thing, so I might be swaying on the whole Army thing for a few days before it really sinks in.
:P
I’ve officially joined a forum of people married to or living with alcohol dependent people…
…so I can vent somewhere new. LOL And does that mean things will get better here? Hell no.
It simply means that I need some sort of clue about what my next move is. How I handle this with the kids. How I get him to leave the house and if he doesn’t being prepared to gather my kids and go. I have places to go. I have people willing to help me.
Why am I still here then?
That is the million dollar question.
I have no idea what the answer is.
It simply means that I need some sort of clue about what my next move is. How I handle this with the kids. How I get him to leave the house and if he doesn’t being prepared to gather my kids and go. I have places to go. I have people willing to help me.
Why am I still here then?
That is the million dollar question.
I have no idea what the answer is.
Friday, March 14, 2008
Tornado Pics
These pictures are of the damage left behind by the tornado that touched down north of us.
Having grown up in NY and NJ, my husband thinks I’m overreacting when I show my kids what a tornado can do, and I teach them what to do in a “Tornado Warning” and a “Tornado Watch”. Explaining the sounds a tornado makes, the way it can suddenly suck the air out of a spot so it’s really quiet and still and the way hail proceeds a tornado are things that I was taught while growing up in KC. Along with regular fire drills, we did tornado drills in school. As much as I learned to respect tornados, I wasn’t terrified of them. Being terrified in a tornado is a good way to get yourself, and possibly others, killed. I also know that they can hit when and wherever the conditions are right and there is no reason to live your life in fear of them. If they are gonna hit, you can’t stop it. YOU CAN, however, be prepared. You can get to a safe place, you can listen, you can be aware and you can try to save your and your families lives.
So, these pics show some of the damage that can occur during a tornado. It’s sobering, and it’s a good reason to find out where your “safe place” is and take a minute to figure out what you should do in the event they flash that big red “Tornado Warning” banner on your tv.
Having grown up in NY and NJ, my husband thinks I’m overreacting when I show my kids what a tornado can do, and I teach them what to do in a “Tornado Warning” and a “Tornado Watch”. Explaining the sounds a tornado makes, the way it can suddenly suck the air out of a spot so it’s really quiet and still and the way hail proceeds a tornado are things that I was taught while growing up in KC. Along with regular fire drills, we did tornado drills in school. As much as I learned to respect tornados, I wasn’t terrified of them. Being terrified in a tornado is a good way to get yourself, and possibly others, killed. I also know that they can hit when and wherever the conditions are right and there is no reason to live your life in fear of them. If they are gonna hit, you can’t stop it. YOU CAN, however, be prepared. You can get to a safe place, you can listen, you can be aware and you can try to save your and your families lives.
So, these pics show some of the damage that can occur during a tornado. It’s sobering, and it’s a good reason to find out where your “safe place” is and take a minute to figure out what you should do in the event they flash that big red “Tornado Warning” banner on your tv.
Monday, March 10, 2008
T - 56 minutes and there is no one to share it with!!!!
Endeavor is scheduled to launch in less than an hour and everyone here is sleeping so I can’t share my excitement with anyone.
What a total bummer.
I love watching shuttle launches and landings. Living right across the state from Cape Canaveral makes that a fairly simple thing to do. We can see launches from my living room window. It’s pretty damned sweet.
To top off the whole bummer situation…it’s cloudy.
*sigh*
OH well…I’ll settle for a safe launch and watching it on Nasa TV. As long as they get through this mission safely, then I will consider myself lucky to get to watch it at all.
ok, going to watch final launch procedures (I’m so fucking excited I almost can’t type!!!)
and for the record it’s now T - 52 minutes….
bye!!!!!
:D
What a total bummer.
I love watching shuttle launches and landings. Living right across the state from Cape Canaveral makes that a fairly simple thing to do. We can see launches from my living room window. It’s pretty damned sweet.
To top off the whole bummer situation…it’s cloudy.
*sigh*
OH well…I’ll settle for a safe launch and watching it on Nasa TV. As long as they get through this mission safely, then I will consider myself lucky to get to watch it at all.
ok, going to watch final launch procedures (I’m so fucking excited I almost can’t type!!!)
and for the record it’s now T - 52 minutes….
bye!!!!!
:D
Saturday, March 08, 2008
We are back with…
One blue ribbon, 6 red ribbons, 1 white and 1 green (we won’t be discussing that green one…ooookay? LOL)
After laying in bed thinking about everything I need to do, and listening to the drunk one snore in his peaceful sleep…I got up at 4 feeling like I’d never gone to bed. I sort of hadn’t. I think I took a few cat naps. I got up, got ready, made breakfast, woke girls up and we were on our way.
We were the first ones there, which is like…a miracle! We are always late. It was pretty cool.
The girls competed, survived despite their fears, and got awards and t-shirts and had the biggest smiles EVER on their faces as they were called in front of the whole gym to be presented with their ribbons.
We stuck around for Level 3 girls to compete and then we all went to lunch.
We also drove the girls around the town, which is where I lived at one time. There are lots of cool things in Lakeland, despite it’s many somewhat run-down areas. We went looking for the swans on Lake Morton and saw quite a few. We showed them 2 places I used to live and where I used to work, well..the lot I used to work in, the building has been demolished and rebuilt as something else.
Now, I’m more exhausted than I’ve ever been in my life and think I might just go eat dinner and pass out.
See you all later!!
After laying in bed thinking about everything I need to do, and listening to the drunk one snore in his peaceful sleep…I got up at 4 feeling like I’d never gone to bed. I sort of hadn’t. I think I took a few cat naps. I got up, got ready, made breakfast, woke girls up and we were on our way.
We were the first ones there, which is like…a miracle! We are always late. It was pretty cool.
The girls competed, survived despite their fears, and got awards and t-shirts and had the biggest smiles EVER on their faces as they were called in front of the whole gym to be presented with their ribbons.
We stuck around for Level 3 girls to compete and then we all went to lunch.
We also drove the girls around the town, which is where I lived at one time. There are lots of cool things in Lakeland, despite it’s many somewhat run-down areas. We went looking for the swans on Lake Morton and saw quite a few. We showed them 2 places I used to live and where I used to work, well..the lot I used to work in, the building has been demolished and rebuilt as something else.
Now, I’m more exhausted than I’ve ever been in my life and think I might just go eat dinner and pass out.
See you all later!!
We survived the storms :)
And I have to get up in like…3 hours to drive to the gymnastics meet. But I can’t sleep.
I’m furious.
I can’t even say I’m mad at anyone else now. I’m furious with myself. How did I let things get so incredibly fucked up here? I feel like I’m living in a fog. Or I’m a zombie that sort of knows what it’s supposed to do and just keeps going through the motions.
Enough already!!!
As much as I can’t stand the idea of doing it, I’m really considering going to an Al-Anon meeting (I’m not sure the difference in their beliefs and mine will not be too distracting at this point). I might be going for the wrong reasons though. I keep feeling like I have to prove that I did all I could. That I went through all the right steps. But, as my friends have pointed out, I didn’t freaking do anything wrong! I didn’t break the relationship up by alienating my family! I didn’t CHOOSE to drink over having a healthy relationship. IT’S NOT MY FREAKING FAULT!!! And I’m not going to change anything he does by going to counseling and Al-Anon or even by begging him. It’s beyond my abilities to make any changes to his behavior.
I’ve been researching all night, and when I get back, just as a “first shot over the bow” kind of thing…I’m printing up a bunch of resources for alcoholics, from local therapists to online support groups, and giving it to him. THEN I will give him a few weeks while I work on my escape plan. I don’t want an escape plan. I don’t think the girls and I should have to give up our home and everything we have here because HE has a problem, but if that is how it has to be, then fine. We’ll get the hell out.
In three weeks, I’ll see what he’s done to make a change. And fuck all that sneaking shit. I’m gonna go through his fucking office and leave notes on his “stash” bottles. He’s so fucking clueless because this shit has rotted his brains. He thinks I can’t tell. He’s only kidding himself. He’s so obvious that it’s not funny.
If he’s made no effort or not enough of an effort, we are out of here.
30 days after that, if he’s still not made an effort, I’m filing for divorce. I have a lawyer already. And he’s free. I just have to pay the court and filing fees. I have a place or two to go while this is all going on.
I have no more excuses.
But I just wish things could just be good. I wish things could be normal. I wish my kids weren’t so upset that they were sick all the time. I wish I weren’t so angry all the time.
I wish…yeah, that will get me real far.
Time to stand up and be an adult. Time to do what is right, no matter how painful. I’m going to stop allowing this shit to go on around my family. If he wants to do it, he can do it when he’s all alone.
ok, going to bed now.
See you all after the competition and drive home…
have a great day!!!
:)
I’m furious.
I can’t even say I’m mad at anyone else now. I’m furious with myself. How did I let things get so incredibly fucked up here? I feel like I’m living in a fog. Or I’m a zombie that sort of knows what it’s supposed to do and just keeps going through the motions.
Enough already!!!
As much as I can’t stand the idea of doing it, I’m really considering going to an Al-Anon meeting (I’m not sure the difference in their beliefs and mine will not be too distracting at this point). I might be going for the wrong reasons though. I keep feeling like I have to prove that I did all I could. That I went through all the right steps. But, as my friends have pointed out, I didn’t freaking do anything wrong! I didn’t break the relationship up by alienating my family! I didn’t CHOOSE to drink over having a healthy relationship. IT’S NOT MY FREAKING FAULT!!! And I’m not going to change anything he does by going to counseling and Al-Anon or even by begging him. It’s beyond my abilities to make any changes to his behavior.
I’ve been researching all night, and when I get back, just as a “first shot over the bow” kind of thing…I’m printing up a bunch of resources for alcoholics, from local therapists to online support groups, and giving it to him. THEN I will give him a few weeks while I work on my escape plan. I don’t want an escape plan. I don’t think the girls and I should have to give up our home and everything we have here because HE has a problem, but if that is how it has to be, then fine. We’ll get the hell out.
In three weeks, I’ll see what he’s done to make a change. And fuck all that sneaking shit. I’m gonna go through his fucking office and leave notes on his “stash” bottles. He’s so fucking clueless because this shit has rotted his brains. He thinks I can’t tell. He’s only kidding himself. He’s so obvious that it’s not funny.
If he’s made no effort or not enough of an effort, we are out of here.
30 days after that, if he’s still not made an effort, I’m filing for divorce. I have a lawyer already. And he’s free. I just have to pay the court and filing fees. I have a place or two to go while this is all going on.
I have no more excuses.
But I just wish things could just be good. I wish things could be normal. I wish my kids weren’t so upset that they were sick all the time. I wish I weren’t so angry all the time.
I wish…yeah, that will get me real far.
Time to stand up and be an adult. Time to do what is right, no matter how painful. I’m going to stop allowing this shit to go on around my family. If he wants to do it, he can do it when he’s all alone.
ok, going to bed now.
See you all after the competition and drive home…
have a great day!!!
:)
Friday, March 07, 2008
Just to prove my point…
We are now under a tornado watch until 7pm.
I told you the weather sucked today!!
Too bad I have no interior rooms with no windows in this house. You’d think with as many tornados as we get and no basements…builders would have considered that and made a “safe room” in the center of the house.
Oh well. We were considering getting gymnastics mats for the girls to use at home…now I’m thinking they’d be a great thing to use if we do happen to have a tornado here. Just jump in the tub with the kids and pull the mat over us…
Of course, I don’t even know if they have sirens here for that. In KC, we had sirens. In addition to being in your basement, if you heard a siren…you hit the deck…but Florida seems to be dismally unprepared for such things.
Well, I hope everyone stays safe! We’ll be zooming to gymnastics practice shortly. My brain is already in tornado mode so at the first sign of hail, bizarre changes in pressure, funnel clouds…anything, we are parking and heading for a safe place.
I might not be back in here til the end of the weekend because I’ll be prepping for and then recovering from the competition…so everyone have a great weekend and I’ll talk to you when I return!
Meg: I know you are busy over there so whenever you a chance to call is fine. I hope things are going as smoothly as possible for you.
:)
I told you the weather sucked today!!
Too bad I have no interior rooms with no windows in this house. You’d think with as many tornados as we get and no basements…builders would have considered that and made a “safe room” in the center of the house.
Oh well. We were considering getting gymnastics mats for the girls to use at home…now I’m thinking they’d be a great thing to use if we do happen to have a tornado here. Just jump in the tub with the kids and pull the mat over us…
Of course, I don’t even know if they have sirens here for that. In KC, we had sirens. In addition to being in your basement, if you heard a siren…you hit the deck…but Florida seems to be dismally unprepared for such things.
Well, I hope everyone stays safe! We’ll be zooming to gymnastics practice shortly. My brain is already in tornado mode so at the first sign of hail, bizarre changes in pressure, funnel clouds…anything, we are parking and heading for a safe place.
I might not be back in here til the end of the weekend because I’ll be prepping for and then recovering from the competition…so everyone have a great weekend and I’ll talk to you when I return!
Meg: I know you are busy over there so whenever you a chance to call is fine. I hope things are going as smoothly as possible for you.
:)
The weather here sucks today
it’s cold, wet and windy. I guess cold is relative though, since I noticed on Meg’s blog that it’s hot here. And yes, Meg, for some reason every person I know over 65 keeps that damned Air Conditioning off no matter how hot it is outside. I think that kids and old folks have something wrong with their thermostats. Kids never think it’s too hot or cold and old folks always think it’s cold, even when it’s 90 degrees.
As for actual, real, provable heat, I can deal with the that. In fact, I like heat. However, I hate the humidity. Everything I touched was wet this morning. The floor was just gross (ceramic tile and moisture do not mix well - the dog slid out of the house when she tried to run to the back door.) My office chair was even damp and I had to jump up and grab a towel to sit on. I’m sure it’s not helping my computer by being damp.
The worst part of the weather is the allergies. My head is just ready to blow up. My daughter is also feeling the pain. Things never stop blooming here, it’s a nightmare! When I was stuck “Up North” (that’s the proper term, isn’t it?) I never had allergy problems, or if I did they were barely noticeable. After living all over the country and all of a sudden having my system assaulted by things that never bothered it before, I began to wonder…why now? Mom says that she also started this type of reaction at about my age when we lived in Kansas City and it was just as bad. So maybe it’s an age thing?
Speaking of age and heredity, I also seem to be following mom on the hormone path as well. I have been noticing when I ovulate for the last year or so. I mean, there are cramps and major ickyness and I am just tired as can be. I never ever noticed ovulation before. My period is, however, not that big of a deal. Ok, maybe the week before I’m just a touch bitchy.
But it’s much less of a hassle than others I have heard discuss it.
I have to get some work done this morning and I’m just too tired to do it but i thought I’d get work done while the girls have been given a day off from school (by me) to prepare for tomorrow’s gymnastics meet. The oldest is nervous as hell. I don’t know what to do to make her feel better. I tried explaining that she was not the only one who fell off the bars at the last meet, and that it was actually quite common, but she doesn’t want to hear it. She’s going, I won’t let her out of it just because she’s nervous or scared. She always enjoys herself once we get there so we just have to listen to her whine all the way there (over an hour in the car starting at 5am - this is gonna be fun ) We have a new saying when discussing this stuff lately and I’m trying to get her to keep it in her head…”Remember, being BRAVE means you are scared but do it anyway”
I have a few things I say all the time, but I never really think they are listening…you know how it is with kids. Anyway, when my husband says, “That’s impossible!” in response to being asked for something…both of them yell, “Nothing’s Impossible!!” from wherever they are in the house. I have been telling them that for their whole life. Now I know that’s not quite accurate but if my girls can start life off with that attitude, then I see no harm in it. And yes, we’ve discussed how sometimes the probability of an event occurring is incredibly unlikely, but they usually ask something like, “how we can say anything is impossible if we can’t prove it…sometimes there might be a way to make something possible that no one has ever tried before…so you always have to try. You never know when you might see the right way to make it happen.”
My kids are soooo cool!! LOL
Now I’m really going to work…talk to you all later!!
:)
As for actual, real, provable heat, I can deal with the that. In fact, I like heat. However, I hate the humidity. Everything I touched was wet this morning. The floor was just gross (ceramic tile and moisture do not mix well - the dog slid out of the house when she tried to run to the back door.) My office chair was even damp and I had to jump up and grab a towel to sit on. I’m sure it’s not helping my computer by being damp.
The worst part of the weather is the allergies. My head is just ready to blow up. My daughter is also feeling the pain. Things never stop blooming here, it’s a nightmare! When I was stuck “Up North” (that’s the proper term, isn’t it?) I never had allergy problems, or if I did they were barely noticeable. After living all over the country and all of a sudden having my system assaulted by things that never bothered it before, I began to wonder…why now? Mom says that she also started this type of reaction at about my age when we lived in Kansas City and it was just as bad. So maybe it’s an age thing?
Speaking of age and heredity, I also seem to be following mom on the hormone path as well. I have been noticing when I ovulate for the last year or so. I mean, there are cramps and major ickyness and I am just tired as can be. I never ever noticed ovulation before. My period is, however, not that big of a deal. Ok, maybe the week before I’m just a touch bitchy.
But it’s much less of a hassle than others I have heard discuss it.I have to get some work done this morning and I’m just too tired to do it but i thought I’d get work done while the girls have been given a day off from school (by me) to prepare for tomorrow’s gymnastics meet. The oldest is nervous as hell. I don’t know what to do to make her feel better. I tried explaining that she was not the only one who fell off the bars at the last meet, and that it was actually quite common, but she doesn’t want to hear it. She’s going, I won’t let her out of it just because she’s nervous or scared. She always enjoys herself once we get there so we just have to listen to her whine all the way there (over an hour in the car starting at 5am - this is gonna be fun
) We have a new saying when discussing this stuff lately and I’m trying to get her to keep it in her head…”Remember, being BRAVE means you are scared but do it anyway”I have a few things I say all the time, but I never really think they are listening…you know how it is with kids. Anyway, when my husband says, “That’s impossible!” in response to being asked for something…both of them yell, “Nothing’s Impossible!!” from wherever they are in the house. I have been telling them that for their whole life. Now I know that’s not quite accurate but if my girls can start life off with that attitude, then I see no harm in it. And yes, we’ve discussed how sometimes the probability of an event occurring is incredibly unlikely, but they usually ask something like, “how we can say anything is impossible if we can’t prove it…sometimes there might be a way to make something possible that no one has ever tried before…so you always have to try. You never know when you might see the right way to make it happen.”
My kids are soooo cool!! LOL
Now I’m really going to work…talk to you all later!!
:)
Monday, February 25, 2008
Accidents and business
they have nothing to do with each other, I just thought I’d talk about both though.
Friday, hubby got hit by another car while sitting still in traffic. Our poor truck is mooshed in the back, but he’s alright and that is really what matters, right? The phone calls and interrogation by the insurance company has been quite exhausting though. I bought our insurance (we’d been illegal due to lack of money to pay for the crap) about an hour before he got hit. Good thing he hit hubby and not the other way around. It seems that esurance says you are covered from the minute you buy it BUT they won’t pay a claim that occurs within 12 days of purchasing it. Nice, huh? What exactly is the point of that crap? You are covered but we aren’t going to cover you. I’m not impressed. We don’t need them right now, but now that I know that…well, my attitude is not a good one. I’ll be rethinking this all around renewal time. The kid that hit him is 6 months older than my son. He’s 19 and this is not his first accident. He was looking pretty depressed by the time I got there to view the damage. But, like I said…no one got hurt and that is what counts. Maybe he’ll learn to drive safer and keep from killing someone in the future.
Business is getting good and now I’m afraid I have no idea how to keep it under control. I’ve hired two people to help me with stuff and I’m going to be looking for some design students to take on more jobs. Now I gotta make more money so I can pay my employees AND myself.
Ok, going to get back to work. See you all later!!
Friday, hubby got hit by another car while sitting still in traffic. Our poor truck is mooshed in the back, but he’s alright and that is really what matters, right? The phone calls and interrogation by the insurance company has been quite exhausting though. I bought our insurance (we’d been illegal due to lack of money to pay for the crap) about an hour before he got hit. Good thing he hit hubby and not the other way around. It seems that esurance says you are covered from the minute you buy it BUT they won’t pay a claim that occurs within 12 days of purchasing it. Nice, huh? What exactly is the point of that crap? You are covered but we aren’t going to cover you. I’m not impressed. We don’t need them right now, but now that I know that…well, my attitude is not a good one. I’ll be rethinking this all around renewal time. The kid that hit him is 6 months older than my son. He’s 19 and this is not his first accident. He was looking pretty depressed by the time I got there to view the damage. But, like I said…no one got hurt and that is what counts. Maybe he’ll learn to drive safer and keep from killing someone in the future.
Business is getting good and now I’m afraid I have no idea how to keep it under control. I’ve hired two people to help me with stuff and I’m going to be looking for some design students to take on more jobs. Now I gotta make more money so I can pay my employees AND myself.
Ok, going to get back to work. See you all later!!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
I’m gonna quit telling you I’ll be back…
…because when I do, I don’t make it back for weeks!
Just to give you an indication of how busy I am, I bought the book “How did I get so busy?” which is supposed to try to help you figure out why you keep overloading yourself with crap to do…and I haven’t had time to read anything but the first chapter. I think I’m gonna have to force this one, take an hour every other day or so. Otherwise, it isn’t going to get read. And I think I really need it!
On the personal level: shit is the same. Surprised? I’m not. All I can say is i have a plan. I’m working on the plan. the plan is working. Not sure there is much more to it right now.
I did have a thought earlier (as I was dragging the garbage cans back in the house while still clad in my Eeyore pajamas)…you have to wonder how much a person cares for you when they leave the house and have to almost drive over the cans to get out and don’t bother bringing them back up to the garage. Well, actually, I’m talking about someone who used to do it and now just doesn’t give a fuck about anything. It used to be something that “just had to be done” so he did it. Now it’s like he’s driving through the lawn to leave them for me to go get. He also used to be the one that took out the garbage, like he’d race me to get it. Now? I think I take it out 75% of the time. AND bringing the cans up is not a huge deal to me normally, but where we live is the main road of our neighborhood so it’s busy AND we get fined for having cans out past a certain time in the morning. So I have to panic and race out in my jammies to grab stinky cans and drag them up to the garage before the trash can police get me. He walks past them and up to the garage to get in his truck when he leaves in the morning. How hard is it to stick out your hand and grab the cans?
That was just one more thing I noticed today. The foundation is crumbling…I’m just reporting what I notice as I notice it.
ok, so I’m alive, I’m not stressed, I’m going to read my book and make some progress and I’m going to go to bed at a human hour (as opposed to a nocturnal animal hour) and get some rest.
Did I mention that I have PMS? I’m especially bitchy today so that might be why I thought of the trash can thing this morning as i was running them in so no one would see me in my jammies (it didn’t work, btw, neighbors all waved and smiled like I’m a loon, and maybe I am, who knows?? LOL )
Ok, going to read. See you all later!!
:)
Just to give you an indication of how busy I am, I bought the book “How did I get so busy?” which is supposed to try to help you figure out why you keep overloading yourself with crap to do…and I haven’t had time to read anything but the first chapter. I think I’m gonna have to force this one, take an hour every other day or so. Otherwise, it isn’t going to get read. And I think I really need it!
On the personal level: shit is the same. Surprised? I’m not. All I can say is i have a plan. I’m working on the plan. the plan is working. Not sure there is much more to it right now.
I did have a thought earlier (as I was dragging the garbage cans back in the house while still clad in my Eeyore pajamas)…you have to wonder how much a person cares for you when they leave the house and have to almost drive over the cans to get out and don’t bother bringing them back up to the garage. Well, actually, I’m talking about someone who used to do it and now just doesn’t give a fuck about anything. It used to be something that “just had to be done” so he did it. Now it’s like he’s driving through the lawn to leave them for me to go get. He also used to be the one that took out the garbage, like he’d race me to get it. Now? I think I take it out 75% of the time. AND bringing the cans up is not a huge deal to me normally, but where we live is the main road of our neighborhood so it’s busy AND we get fined for having cans out past a certain time in the morning. So I have to panic and race out in my jammies to grab stinky cans and drag them up to the garage before the trash can police get me. He walks past them and up to the garage to get in his truck when he leaves in the morning. How hard is it to stick out your hand and grab the cans?
That was just one more thing I noticed today. The foundation is crumbling…I’m just reporting what I notice as I notice it.
ok, so I’m alive, I’m not stressed, I’m going to read my book and make some progress and I’m going to go to bed at a human hour (as opposed to a nocturnal animal hour) and get some rest.
Did I mention that I have PMS? I’m especially bitchy today so that might be why I thought of the trash can thing this morning as i was running them in so no one would see me in my jammies (it didn’t work, btw, neighbors all waved and smiled like I’m a loon, and maybe I am, who knows?? LOL )
Ok, going to read. See you all later!!
:)
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