Dear Diary
I'm not sure it "helps" to use this like a diary and to vent my feelings or air my dirty laundry but here goes.
We had some plans for this week as the weather was letting up but the flu kicked our butts (mostly Johanna but since she is the only "working" person here--her health and schedule matter the most!) we veered off our plans for this week. Hopefully, I'm skipping the flu--just have the same darn sinus issues I usually have that gives me tummy troubles.
Also, John and I are going to a funeral home today which is not anyone's favorite way to spend time but I'm doing what I can for John and he is doing what he can for his mother. An aunt-in-law passed; someone married to an uncle who John would rather not ever speak to.
I am still un-packing/re-packing a little each day; not sure that I can weed out much more (OKAY--there's always that HUGE fabric and craft stash). The garage is not only mostly empty of my stuff but there is room for wood-working and SCA projects. I am determined to get both the child's rocker and tall chair repaired. The rocker was 100 years old when my Mimi gave it to me for Jeremy and the tall chair was bought for me to use at my other grandparents house when, MUCH to my dismay, I was no longer the ONLY grandchild and someone else got the high chair so it's ALSO working on being 100 years old AT LEAST.
My stress level is WAY down except for my seething anger at Adam and his whole family who totally blew Jacob off for christmas. Just to make him feel a little special, John used his Borders rewards to get Jacob a copy of "Speaker for the Dead." We bought him some cool boots for his trek to school and we helped him with the last few dollars towards the game he was wanting. Money is very very tight but we've decided that we're going to get him into SCA fighting again--spend some time and energy on him--whether he likes it or NOT--hahahahahahaha. (We've got the ingredients for gear because of MY stupendous garage sale find last summer!) He's being a trouper with all this--LOVE that child!
I was hoping to get to Val's Day to merchant but it's looking like that might not happen. NOW that I have some money to register for a table or two, we might not have use of the vehicle we've been borrowing. With the way Johanna's schedule goes, we can't depend on her having the day off--so do I take a chance on losing the pre-reg money if we can't go and hope this works out, OR do I pocket the cash and forget about it????????? We've got some great new items for the table. BLEH.....there's still tables left......but the deadline is soon.
SO........about the big move etc. I'm trying to work this all out in my head still. I had to think hard and fast and make some decisions for my family. This has been a drama but NOT a trauma. I REFUSE to second-guess myself this time (although I'm 99% sure there was no other choice). THAT always makes me crazy.
........getting my second cup of coffee and finding my "funeral clothes" and then hopping in the shower. (Thank you, mom, for instilling the funeral clothes thing in me--I even know where my dress shoes are!)
NO new year's resolutions......I can't start anything in January.......or February......maybe March on the first day of spring.
LL
We had some plans for this week as the weather was letting up but the flu kicked our butts (mostly Johanna but since she is the only "working" person here--her health and schedule matter the most!) we veered off our plans for this week. Hopefully, I'm skipping the flu--just have the same darn sinus issues I usually have that gives me tummy troubles.
Also, John and I are going to a funeral home today which is not anyone's favorite way to spend time but I'm doing what I can for John and he is doing what he can for his mother. An aunt-in-law passed; someone married to an uncle who John would rather not ever speak to.
I am still un-packing/re-packing a little each day; not sure that I can weed out much more (OKAY--there's always that HUGE fabric and craft stash). The garage is not only mostly empty of my stuff but there is room for wood-working and SCA projects. I am determined to get both the child's rocker and tall chair repaired. The rocker was 100 years old when my Mimi gave it to me for Jeremy and the tall chair was bought for me to use at my other grandparents house when, MUCH to my dismay, I was no longer the ONLY grandchild and someone else got the high chair so it's ALSO working on being 100 years old AT LEAST.
My stress level is WAY down except for my seething anger at Adam and his whole family who totally blew Jacob off for christmas. Just to make him feel a little special, John used his Borders rewards to get Jacob a copy of "Speaker for the Dead." We bought him some cool boots for his trek to school and we helped him with the last few dollars towards the game he was wanting. Money is very very tight but we've decided that we're going to get him into SCA fighting again--spend some time and energy on him--whether he likes it or NOT--hahahahahahaha. (We've got the ingredients for gear because of MY stupendous garage sale find last summer!) He's being a trouper with all this--LOVE that child!
I was hoping to get to Val's Day to merchant but it's looking like that might not happen. NOW that I have some money to register for a table or two, we might not have use of the vehicle we've been borrowing. With the way Johanna's schedule goes, we can't depend on her having the day off--so do I take a chance on losing the pre-reg money if we can't go and hope this works out, OR do I pocket the cash and forget about it????????? We've got some great new items for the table. BLEH.....there's still tables left......but the deadline is soon.
SO........about the big move etc. I'm trying to work this all out in my head still. I had to think hard and fast and make some decisions for my family. This has been a drama but NOT a trauma. I REFUSE to second-guess myself this time (although I'm 99% sure there was no other choice). THAT always makes me crazy.
........getting my second cup of coffee and finding my "funeral clothes" and then hopping in the shower. (Thank you, mom, for instilling the funeral clothes thing in me--I even know where my dress shoes are!)
NO new year's resolutions......I can't start anything in January.......or February......maybe March on the first day of spring.
LL