Greetings Pixies!
Well, up here in Middle Earth Canada, it is not Spring. On my way to drop Tilty Kitty off at the vet for her ear scope this morning, I saw two women walking in our neighbourhood wearing parkas and toques. *sigh*
What's happening in your world today?
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Hope all works out well for Tilty Kitty!
Beloved and I had a date last night, tried a restaurant about 1.5 blocks from where we lived as young persons. And it was kind of hilarious, this dialogue about things that they went and changed -- the Indian restaurant where we had our first date is a nail salon or something; former car dealerships have become trendy restaurants, bookstores, etc.; the field where the marching band practiced is becoming a diving pool for the "aquatic center," which also didn't exist in the day, etc. Neither one of us could remember what the restaurant used to be. Old farts, out on the town. ;)
Ha, kathy a! Mr E and I went to our early-married hangout, which was a hole-in-the wall Mexican restaurant between a liquor store and a laundromat. But now it is a trendy, hipster Mexican restaurant. Still the same name and mostly the same food, but it's just not the same...ambiance.
W: Mini woke up at 2:30 am and did not go back to sleep. That's a time. In the middle of the night. She tried for an hour, then I sent her to play. She entertained herself for the next 2.5 hours, which she is not capable of during daylight.
AW: I went to bed after they went to school and got another couple of hours of sleep. I feel yuck.
UGH.
Oh, gosh -- that is a pretty sleepless night, Esperanza... Somebody's gonna be Miss Crankypants later, and I'm not just talking about you. ;)
I almost sent an email to her teacher, in a preemptive apology move. But I'm fairly sure she'll save the collapse till she gets home.
AW/W: crossing things off the list. Today: self-clean oven; hand clean oven racks (that's what the instructions say. But are they lying?). Also, if I get off the couch, clean washing machine of fabric softener/detergent/hard water gunk.
Another productive day, Esperanza! I have no idea how one is supposed to clean a washing machine, but assume this, too, involves Barkeeper's Friend. Ick.
Old Skool report on date night: It was a very small table, and there was an accident involving liquid spilled down my dress. And no problem! Except they had these cloth napkins that happened to produce at least twice the lint of paper on my dark clothing, without even trying. Also on my sweetie's pants, and he didn't have any spillage.
Take heart, Sue! I just checked your forecast, and we are sending our spring weather your way, and it will arrive tomorrow. (Hopefully, our smoke will not follow.) I heard from a friend in your city that you had snow on Saturday? That is distinctly uncool.
Esperanza: also on the uncool list: 2:30am. Oh my goodness.
An excellent Old Skool whine from Kathy!
My contribution to Old Skool: so, I bribed my child into attempting to poop in the potty, by letting her watch Pingu on my phone. I heard a text message sound, and she informs me that I received a text from "The letter E", but she will not return my phone until she's done on the potty. And she's taking an epic amount of time. (I suspect the message was from my mom. For some reason, I can't get my phone to assign a picture to her contact, and it just brings up her first initial.)
I love that... a text from the letter E! Sounds so Sesame Street!
ugh, esperanza... hope you have a better night tonight!
sue, I hope the kitty becomes un-tilty!
and Kathya, revisiting the old spots sounds fun!
--Neighbor Lady
Yay for couples reminiscing about restaurants past. So fun! (except for the Old Skool icky napkin part)
(((esperanza))) Ugh... no sleep and so much need for productivity. We're cheering you on!
QWP - yes, snow on Saturday. It was just wrong. Thanks for sending the good weather our way. It will be nice when it's at least room temp outdoors!
W: Tilty Kitty is still at the vet, but we had a call from the doc - scope of Left side, ear drum shredded, big ball of wax, tissue, ick removed. Note: the left ear was NOT the infected ear of a few weeks ago. Right side, ear-drum intact, but some kind of mass behind it. Vet is sending x-rays and scope film to an ENT vet she knows so we can have an expert opinion on next steps. Tilty Kitty will probably be extra tilty when she gets home, as her inner ears have had a workout today. Poor girl. :(
Oh, poor kitteh ears! Hope they can figure the rest out, and she gets some relief. Extra scritches for the long bad day at the vet. xoxo
My beloved with the mastitis (who isn't lactating) is being admitted to the hospital. The clinic took the quack who was overseeing her case off her case.
Some of the proposed remedies are very aggressive.
Oh, ouch! Thinking soothing healing thoughts, Miranda. Really bad that it got so far gone that she needs the hospital.
Miranda, I'm glad your beloved is getting the care she needs, but I'm sorry it got to the point of hospitalization.
Oh,((( Miranda))), so sorry to hear this!
Hope she begins healing quickly and feels much better soon!
Thoughts and prayers from here...
--Neighbor Lady
She's trying to be all Tough Amazon, but I should go to the hospital, right? I have another business trip tomorrow but I'm done with laundry.
If the hospital's nearby, what's the holdup?
I'm in the "always stop by if you can" camp, for hospitals.
It's not really close and she's worried she's keeping me from the kids and that I'm going to be too tired to drive tomorrow. I want to respect boundaries but she can be very stubborn!
I'm here now. The abscess is deep in her breast. I also don't like this hospital but that's another whine for another time
Sending lots of love for some healing to happen, stat. Not liking "deep abcess." xoxo
((((Miranda)))) I'm glad that you went to the hospital. I'm sending healing thoughts her way.
AW: is it bad that, because my kid was so good today, I'm bracing myself for the other shoe to drop? She was helpful and cooperative. She suddenly loves drinking water (all of a sudden), and requested roasted broccoli for lunch. When Mr. Q came home, she and I were having fun picking dandelions in the back yard, and didn't realise it was already time for him to come home. (Normal days involve increasingly urgent texts asking when he's going to come home.) Can I get this kid more often?
Yay for a great day, QWP! And, you will get that kid more often as she continues to grow older (and, if my experience is any guide, then at times that kid disappears again for a little as some new developmental stage hits, and then returns). But, I know from knowing you that the trajectory is going to be great!
BTW, there was some book I found reassuring that said something about even years being easier than odd years (age-wise), or maybe vice-versa. Or maybe it was the half-year points that were hard. So helpful, I know, ;) but the helpful part was the idea that it's normal for these kinds of things to swing pendulum-like....
Anyway, glad it was a terrific day! May there be many more like this! (I also found that taking pictures on these kinds of days and putting together a photo book-- eventually-- made those other kinds of frantically texting days fade in my memory over time...).
Enjoy the dandelions-- sounds wonderful! xoxoxoxo
:) Neighbor Lady
Sorry, QWP, I also meant to say that I think the good stages tended to last longer and longer, so that's a good thing too! May ths be the start of you enjoying a long stage of loveliness! :)
:)NL
(I always second-guess what I write, so just for the record, the previous comment was meant to be encouraging and hopeful.....)
xoxo
(((Miranda))) The words "deep abscess" are troubling. Sending good thoughts and healing prayer your way.
Yay for a good day QWP!!!
(((Miranda))) ((((Beloved))))
AW: Hope abides! I went for a walk on my lunch hour and it's 15C (59F) out there. Heat wave!
QWP, hope things are trending easier! NL is right, the good times last longer; there are fewer wild swings. We also found spring and summer to be less cranky than the dark of winter. (for all of us.)
Esperanza, hope y'all survived the aftermath of the 2:30 a.m. adventure.
Miranda, hope she is doing better today, and that the travels go smoothly.
W: There is dead food in the fridge, and the entire dishwasher was filled yesterday so I just left it there instead of tossing and at least rinsing the containers. W: No inspiration whatsoever for dinner. W: Supposed to be hot today.
Oh! Maybe I'll get a cold rotisserie chicken. Kind of cheating, but won't heat up my kitchen.
Yay, Sue!
Kathy: that sounds like a wise supper idea on a hot day.
Sue: I hear it's getting even warmer there! 25C (77F) by the end of the weekend!
W: The other version of my kid has made several appearances today. (But she's also had a harder day, including the point right before quiet time, when she tripped on her own feet while carrying books, and caught the corner of a book in her eye. Poor sweetie.)
AW: it's still been an okay day. Just not as good of a day as yesterday.
An OK day is a good day! Yesterday was great. ;)
AW, kinda: One of my SIL's favorite staffers called with an update. All is healing well. They are putting concealer on her facial bruising, which perks her up -- she's all about the makeup. Still. And then (in what I gathered was the difficult part of the conversation), she mentioned that SIL will "probably" eventually be in a wheelchair. Which we know -- either because of the disease progression, or a hip, or both. All on the same page. Not an upbeat page, but the same one.
Real AW: got the chicken. Got a plan for this stupid heat. Am assured that my fog will return tonight or tomorrow night.
All on the same page is a good thing, I think, Kathy. But definitely not an upbeat page.
W: My "Okay day" turned into a "frantic texts about when Mr. Q is getting home day." (Including E's first pee accident in a couple of weeks. She's really tired and in a funk today. And the hurt eye did not help things. Is this recent growth spurt making her clumsy? She has fallen in a bunch of weird ways this week.)
One day at a time! xoxo
W: Friend's funeral was today. It was good, but hard.
AW: three hour lunch with another two old friends was so good. We figured we hadn't seen each other in 9 years. Way too long.
((( Esperanza ))) Yes, good to get back with friends. Reason sucks, though. xoxo
((esperanza))
QWP-- yes, growth spurts make them clumsy for a bit, then it sorts itself out! :)
--NL
(((Esperanza)))
Thanks. I'm just glad to get the service behind me. 11 days since his death--seems like a long time. The service was HUGE--probably 2000+ people.
It's back to packing tomorrow--woo hoo! Mr. E made some progress in the garage today, which was helpful.
Counselor says he needs a couple more weeks to finish assessing the kids/situation and write up recommendations, so the lawyers agreed to set over the hearing originally scheduled for this week to two weeks away. Which puts it the same day as the hearing on the contempt/violation of the restraining order issues.
Big legal bill, again, and we haven't even gotten to trial yet, or even close.
AW: 13yo let me hug her goodnight tonight, for the first time since I filed the restraining order and legal separation a month ago.
((((p_k))))
--NL
((((Pk))))
esperanza, I'm glad you had a chance to visit with old friends, but sorry it was for a sad occasion. Good luck with the packing!
QWP - growth spurts always meant extra clumsiness in our house. And often grumpiness. :(
So many hugs PK. I'm glad you got a hug from your daughter.
Hugs P_K.
Beloved is still working through a lot of tests. She feels terrible. She complained to the patient advocate and filed a state level complaint because the ED was so incredibly bad. She comes from a long line medical professionals and health administrators. Plus she works there.
I am listening the worlds least interesting presentation. There were math symbols. I kind of blanked out after that.
Hugs to you and Beloved, Miranda. I'm glad she's filing a complaint - poor patient care needs to be named and changed.
"There were math symbols. I kind of blanked out after that." Definitely Mullet-worthy!
W: I am not as young as I once was. Obviously. Back in the day, I could stay up late reading or tending to a sick child or (did I ever do this?) partying, and still function at work the next day. Now? Not so much. I didn't get much sleep last night. Tilty Kitty wasn't feeling good and kept falling off things, so a lot of the night, I was trying to hold her and sleep, which she didn't care for.
Good grief, it's only noon. Need. More. Coffee.
AW: Tilty is better this morning, apparently. Hubby and both kittens had naps this morning. How nice for them. :)
((( PK ))) I'm sorry for another couple of weeks of waiting. Hope he is behaving himself, for once. Glad the hugs are coming back!
Well, that will be stressful, both the contempt and the next hearing on the same day. A little bit of cosmic justice, maybe, because the instances in the contempt motion are a reminder that things REALLY went bad, and that badness continued after. xoxo
((( Miranda ))) Hope she gets some answers and relief soon! Glad she knows the system well enough to do some self-advocacy about the terrible ED experience. xoxo
Sue, ick on the sleepless night!
(((PK)))
(((Miranda and Beloved)))
((Sue and Tilty))
AW: My husband bought me the best 20th anniversary gift ever (picture available on the book of visages)
Actually, getting the restraining order and supervised visits extended for another 2 weeks isn't a bad thing.
W/AW: Went to the endocrinologist this morning and he said that "everything was looking good, except, hey! remember how you complained when you first came here that you were still lactating a bit, despite weaning back in October of 2002?"
"yes, I remember"
"Well, you may recall your prolactin levels were normal at that time, but um...now they're kind of elevated. Are you still experiencing that symptom?"
"Yes! And it also explains something else!" and I told him about the going up two bra sizes in a couple of months, but that my mammogram came back normal.
"Is it bothering you? Because there's a medication you can take but it has side effects of making people dizzy and light-headed and nauseated"
"No. It's not bothering me much, but it's nice to have it explained. If it's still elevated in 6 months, maybe we can talk about it again?"
He was fine with that.
Might be perimenopause related or from some other factors we talked about.
Nice to know about, tho!
Hugs and skritches (as applicable) to all who are ailing. Liz, glad the mammogram came back ok. The med sounds...not so exciting.
W: I have reached the "I have so much to do that I don't even know where to start" portion of the move. I've packed all the easy stuff, I guess. I mean, cleaning is looking "fun" in comparison.
W: Also, coordinating the end of the lease-back among the sellers, my over-eager husband, my helpful-but-still-needs-coordinating mother, the appliance delivery people, and the realtors is getting to me. There may have been tears. (I hadn't cried once till the funeral yesterday, and now I can't seem to stop).
Happy anniversary, Liz!
omg about the lactation. And the icky drug that's available. And the amazing expanding rack.
((( PK ))) Ok, then. Continued orders sound good.
((( Esperanza ))) Way.Too.Much!
(((Esperanza)))
From my moving experiences, may I suggest the following? Feel free to ignore!!!
Take three boxes: mark them "move", "toss", "give away". Take the western-most corner of a room. Everything that is on a surface except lamps, phones, and necessary alarm clocks gets put into an appropriate box. If you have to think about it, put it in the "move" box. When any one of the boxes is full, go eat chocolate before taping it shut and starting a new box. Before your children come home, tape shut the "toss" and "give away" boxes, so they can't see the precious precious plastic toy from McDonald's you're throwing away.
Let your husband be over-eager, put him in charge of coordinating your mom.
My stress from packing was, "But I'm going to need that before we move!" and the truth was, mostly, we didn't. I packed the whole linen closet, leaving out three towels and no sheets. I packed almost all our clothes, leaving out a week's worth. I packed all our dishes, and we used paper plates.
If there is anything you have still not unpacked since your last move, look inside the box and unless there is a valuable heirloom in there, throw it out or give it away. You don't need it.
Boxes of old files? If they're over 7 years old, toss 'em.
Be ruthless with your time, not your tossing. If you have to think about it, keep it. You can toss it later.
Children's art projects are valuable heirlooms, for the purposes of unopened boxes, btw.
Those are pretty good tips! One of these days, I'll get to sorting the heirlooms and random crap.
I'm pretty good about the sorting and tossing. I actually do it on a regular basis. Mr. E, not so much. Where I'm having trouble is the "but I might need this in the next 12 days" issue.
In other news, I found out today that H had registered the kids for the new school they will be attending next year with himself as the primary parent, so that I couldn't even be approved to receive email updates from the school about our children without a court order. Fun times!
PK, that is utterly maddening. I hope the judge kicks his tuchas so hard he has to eat standing up for a week.
Esperanza, mark the boxes well, and open them if you need to. You won't need to.
Um, excuse me????!!!! He is the subject of a protective order, and ALSO there is supervised visitation ONLY for him!
This doesn't affect anybody immediately, but please tell your lawyer for the upcoming hearing. Your STBX absolutely stands out in smell-o-vision. xoxo
I'm spluttering, PK. I should probably just refrain from typing what I'm thinking. Clue. Sticks. on the way.
PK, I'm not clear on whether you and he agreed the kids would be going to this new school? Even if that is so, it's just fireplacing amazing that he would sign them up with himself as the sole parent, and cut you out.
Several of the nearest and dearest are shredding my last nerves. In harmony.
Yes, we agreed they would go to the new school. In the application paperwork he filled out a few months ago, he listed only himself as the parent. In the registration paperwork he filled out today (after ignoring my request sent through a third party to bring me into the loop with school registration stuff) he filled out out as if we were all still one household, with himself listed first as the primary parent/guardian and me listed as secondary. Since the school system is for some nonsensical reason set up so that there can only be one primary parent and contact person per household, it required my going in and giving them a copy of the court paperwork and signing some documents in order to authorize me to receive communication from the school and be added to the parent email list.
And, yes, my lawyer is aware.
PK, glad you could straighten that out with the school. But JEEPERS LOUISE! He filled out that paperwork TODAY???
Hope you were able to get a copy of it. Hope you will not take offense if I am thinking of him as clueless as a sack of rocks. xoxo
Him filling out that paperwork today seems like a calculated move--- good that you found out and fixed it, and good that the school also knows what's going on. And I really hope these continued aggressions (that's how I think of them....little aggressive power plays) come back to bite him in court.
So glad you were able to get things straightened out pk!!!!
--NL
Happy Anniversary Liz!! Sorry to hear about the lactation, but as you mentioned, it does explain a few things.
(((esperanza))) So many hugs coming your way...and such good moving advice from Liz and other pixies who are so much better at this moving thing than I am, or ever was.
PK, I'm speechless. Just speechless. I'm glad you sorted the school registration business, but I agree with NL, this latest move seems planned. Not smart, but calculated just the same.
Practicing zen - sorry about the harmonious shredding of your last nerves. Deep breaths....
AW: My day off on Monday ended up being less than a day off (I worked about 6 hours total). So today I'm taking the day off and getting my snow tires removed. Yay!!!!
PK, your STBX needs a cranial-rectum extraction, and hopefully the judge is just the person to do it.
W: Doing taxes (late)
W: School called, apparently MM was disrespectful to many people yesterday.
W: Hard to take a lecture about making people feel safe from a woman who a) pronounces my son's name wrong after knowing him for 3 years and b) asked us to send our "most embarrassing" picture of him for a graduation slide show.
W: Fire. Placing. Cancer. My little buddy Waylon, who had no detectable cancer 4 weeks ago, now has four rapidly growing tumors in his brain (neuroblastoma), one of which is big enough and growing fast enough that it will have to be surgically removed on Monday.
(((Waylon))) Holding him in the light.
((( Waylon ))) I'm so sorry, Esperanza. Fireplacing cancer. xoxo
Liz, sorry about MM. That is pretty darned freaky, though, that the school is lecturing you about respect, and in the next breath asking for the most embarrassing photo. Hello???
In the grand scheme of things: minor whine: Sellers are supposed to be moving out today. However, it's raining cats and dogs and flooding in places. Their movers canceled! So she got another mover, but they couldn't start loading till noon, so obviously things are going to be delayed. It's not their fault, of course. Adding to that, Baboos get out early today and start late tomorrow, because of flooding. (It's not flooding here in town, but outlying areas are definitely getting it). Which means we are not going to get an early start on the painting tomorrow. I'm seriously considering letting them skip school and just come with us, but they would be--how do you say--not helpful to the painting process.
((Waylon)) <\3
Today's development here:
In an agreement purportedly presented as agreeing (as the counselor had recommended) to allow H and the kids to communicate via email in a way consistent with supervised visitation (so probably through a third-party supervisor) outside of supervised visitation times, H and his lawyer tried to slip in a clause saying, "Any existing restraints on communication between the Father and the children shall be terminated."
My lawyer caught it right away, and so did I when I saw it. They aren't getting something like that past us so easily, LOL. ;-)
Jeepers, PK! He is a one-man band of amazing efforts to undermine the court.
I would hope the email exchanges would be available to you, as the custodial parent (or your lawyer). Or if private but via intermediary, it not be someone who is related to STBX. The kids do not need poisoning, and I don't have all that much faith in their dad's ability to behave appropriately. Or really understand developmental appropriateness vs. what he wants. xoxo
He is a real piece of work.
I think the email communication Will be through one or two agreed visitation supervisors.
((((Waylon)))) and many, many hugs for esperanza's family as well (because I imagine that this new worry and the moving stress are a non-ideal combination).
Good catch, P_K, and I'm glad that the email communication will be supervised. Seriously: such a piece of work.
((((Waylon)))))
Sorry, that last comment was me....
--NL
Liz, that's just wrong - talking about respectfulness then asking for embarrassing photos. I think that's a "fun" grad exercise doomed to hurt feelings.
(((esperanza))) I'm so sorry about Waylon. Fireplacing cancer. Thinking of you as the move continues - flooding doesn't help at all.
Good catch PK - unbelievable, the crap he's trying to pull off.
The request for embarrassing photos was a couple of weeks ago. The making the school safe for everybody lecture was today.
Still, Liz. It's just mean to ask parents to produce The Most Embarrassing photo of a kid, to be broadcast publicly. Am sure you can handle the make school safe lecture all on your own. ;)
I agree. I ended up going through photos with MM, and let him choose. He chose one of him looking embarrassed, which I thought was a good twist.
Here's a direct quote from her email ten days ago, typos included:
" Our last day with students is Tuesday, June 14th. As part of that, we have a picnic/field day planned.We would like to put together a little slide show for the students.
This is where you can be of assistance. You can do one of the following:
* Send me a cute baby picture (include the name of your child)
* Send me the most embarrasing picture of your child you can find. :D"
Happy Birthday, esperanza!!!!!!
Happy birthday, Esperanza!!!
W from Bizarro World: In the support group for people with my SIL's kind of brain degeneration is one person who is not ill, and not caring for anybody who is ill. This person decided to have her genes run by a private company, and has a defect that is sometimes associated with this brain degeneration. But not always; and the interaction with other genes is not known, because that research has only just begun. This person makes all kinds of assumptions, wants us to answer all kinds of unanswerable questions, and has all kinds of ideas for those who are actually dealing with the illness, and it is annoying as all get out. She needs to see a genetic counselor, but probably won't listen to him/her, either.
Public service message: DO NOT DO THIS! This poor person is going to spend the rest of her life thinking she might get this progressive fatal disease, and she very well may not.
Translation: I think I hate private genetic sequencing services way more than I hate direct-to-consumer drug ads, which I hate a lot. At least there is a doctor involved when a prescription is written.
I agree in part. I think folks who have ALS or other deadly illnesses ALREADY in their families should maybe get checked before they have kids so that they can decide if they want to have kids.
Yes, but talk to genetic counselors first. With some diseases, there is a 50/50 chance -- and even then, it is a perfectly respectable choice to wait and see; or to take those odds into account when planning a family.
ALS is actually related to the FTD that my SIL has. (Enough acronyms???) For one known genetic defect, affected family members might have ALS, various forms of FTD, or really no symptoms. Other family members, knowing the history in the family and that there may be a genetic cause, will have choices to make.
And professionals are the people who should help with those decisions. Just getting a wad of results with no way to interpret them? That's a mess.
My real gripe is that a lot of things that might have genetic influences, the whole process is not well understood. There appear to be some other genetic mutations that sometimes modify how one defect expresses itself -- some are believed to be *protective* against a disease that shows up in other family members. I'm obviously no expert, but also don't believe in buying trouble. Without any medical oversight.
I think genetic testing should be done ONLY with a physician's/genetic counselor's participation. The mail-in online variety only leads to confusion and too many people trusting Dr. Go@gle to diagnose and interpret results.
I also think people need to be REALLY clear about who has access to those results. Employers...insurance brokers...even physicians interviewing new patients (some don't want "complicated" patients) - access to info about genetic matters could be damaging.
So, testing can help, for sure...but must be approached with care.
Totally agreed on THAT. Sincerely. Only with licensed professional participation.
Many apologies for taking the Geeky Rant Road today. My SIL has no family history of a related illness, no known genetic defect. I think the commercial side of genetic testing has gotten way ahead of its usefulness, unless there is a specific medically supervised reason to look for a specific thing that has already been researched.
I'm hoping to hang up my cranky pants for the weekend.
Miss Polly is in heaven right now: sunbeam, plus some of her yummers food mixed with some water. >^.^<
Kathy: that's ridiculous that this person is trying to dole out advice to people who are dealing directly with the disease!
AW: we figured out a major cause of the water we got in our basement (it turns out that the rain just made things worse, but it wasn't the biggest issue), and it was an easy fix.
W: the underground sprinkler system has been leaking for the past two weeks, and we checked our water meter, and have estimated that this month's bill is going to be about $300. (Triple our usual bill.)
Bleah, QWP!
No apologies needed kathy! This is the place for whines, rants, and celebrations - all of them!
QWP - Ugh. Triple Ugh. :(
Oh, QWP, you make home ownership sound so exciting!
AW: baboos have seen and approved of new house. Have toured new school. Washer/dryer have arrived. My mom (bless her) and I painted Baboos' bedrooms, and they look really good, if I do say so myself.
W: Baboos, especially Sweet, so overwhelmed that they were unable to sleep. (other part of the problem was that I was spending the night at new house, and Daddy is too accommodating to bedtime delay requests).
W: So tired.
W: Refrigerator damaged, so we did not accept delivery of it. Getting that ironed out is causing Mr. E significant stress.
Go, ESPERANZA! So much accomplished! When is the actual move-in? Your mom's a champ. Hopefully the refrigerator snafu will be cleared up promptly.
Hang in there, esperanza!! I mean no offense, but it's kind of okay that Mr E is stressing about the damaged fridge. Balance, right? You're stressing about a number of things - because moving is STRESSFUL - it's ok if he has a few sleepless nights too. Just sayin'...
Our house was like a tomb this afternoon. Lots of napping going on among people and kittens.
Hugs to everyone.
My mom is declining really quickly. I want to go see her, but she keeps saying she doesn't feel up to having company. Maybe I'll see if I can get someone to take the kids for a while so I can just go over by myself. Fireplacing cancer.
((( PK ))) Fireplacing cancer. xoxo
(((PK))) keeping your mom in my thoughts. I think it's a good idea for you to go on your own.
Esperanza, sorry about the moving woes.
QWP, call your water company. Let them know what happened, that you found the problem and fixed it, and can they give you a break? They should actually have called YOU after noticing a significant change in usage like you had.
(((PK))))
I got to go visit with my mom for a little while tonight.
I'm so glad, PK. Thinking of you all.
((( PK ))) xoxo
Finishing the last piece of the last section of my thing today.
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