Turning the corner on a new week, and in the U.S., this is also a holiday.
Know one Pixie family can use a small platoon of moving fairies. Suspect we could all benefit from some helping hands, one way or another. (The cats are being totally unhelpful with the polishing up of the albatross...)
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In answer to the question in last thread about the hit and run driver, it was seen by our neighbor across the street, though it was too dark to get a license plate number or good description. But we suspect it was someone who lives further down the road whose car has regularly been seen passing this way, possibly an elderly person because of the way they drive (very slowly, well below the speed limit).
I'm trying not to stress and be too nervous about the outcome of the counselor's evaluation (report supposed to come back Tuesday) or the hearings Wednesday (the separation/temporary custody stuff, the RO stuff, and the contempt stuff is all scheduled to be heard).
Yes, send the moving fairies. And while you're at it, send up some thoughts to the sun god(s) of your choice. Almost three inches of rain this morning in 45 minutes. Hoping for better weather tomorrow (loading) and Wednesday (unloading).
AW: Baboos totally content to watch tv.
Deep breaths, PK. Your Tuesday and Wednesday sound more stressful than ours.
((( PK ))) Sending good thoughts for Tuesday and Wednesday. Hope they catch up with your errant driver -- sounds like someone's driving skills are past prime. xoxo
Esperanza -- 3 inches in 45 minutes!! Oy. Hope the move goes as smoothly as possible. xoxo
W: My beloved word processing program keeps crashing when I try to work with one particularly long document with a lot of editorial suggestions. GAH! AW: Think I figured out a workaround; but also, think it makes sense to polish less messed up pieces first.
Macro W: I hate "w0rd." It is an inferior product that bullied its way to the top, and it won't clean up like I want it to, because it collects code in its expanding cheek pouches and refuses to let bad code go. The best thing I can say about "w0rd" is that they killed the paperclip guy, an animated figure offering I'M NOT HELPFUL AT ALL BUT YOU WILL DO IT MY WAY, WON'T YOU NOW? advice that was not good for my blood pressure. So I'm using a superior product, which has now gotten all crashy on me.
W: My beloved says, "you still use WP?" AW: good thing he's cute, and has an actual regular paycheck as well as staff secretaries, because them's fightin' words. ;)
AW: the child is asleep, and I have to remind myself that she was great for the majority of the day, and I managed to get a lot done today.
W: she chose not to run to the potty, during the exciting part of a show, and completely soaked a couch cushion with pee (right through the cushion, down to the springs of the couch). It's going to take a lot of work to get this cushion clean, and we're weighing the pros and cons of renting a steam cleaner. (Also -- and this was not her fault, but it took me a bit to recover -- she was thrashing around after dropping a pot lid on her face, and when I leaned over her to help, she kicked me right in the face.)
P_K: crossing all appendages for your week. (And I really hope that the authorities figure out the hit and run situation. Especially if it means that there's a dangerous driver that needs to not be driving.)
Esperanza: you and P_K sure have an eventful Tuesday and Wednesday coming up! I'm thinking of you guys as the packing and moving happens, and am hoping for cooperative weather for you all.
QWP, this is how parents end up announcing pee intermissions, and eventually reminding their 20-somethings to go pee before a road trip.
Kathy: and this is where I feel very much responsible as well. (I'm normally on her case about stopping to use the potty, but I lost track of time, baking bread, and cleaning the kitchen, and doing laundry, and...)
(((QWP))) *passing you the relaxing beverage of your choice*
PK and esperanza, I'll be thinking of you both tomorrow and Wednesday.
W/AW: I discovered this evening that I was invited (back in April) to an anniversary party for a couple in our church. It was an email invite, and is not in my spam filters on either of my accounts. I only found out because someone wants a ride out to the venue with me. *sigh*
I am delighted to be included, but dang, Sunday afternoons are NOT my best time. I will be tired (that's just a given) and possibly cranky (though I will try very hard not to be.
I hate to be so whiny, but Sunday afternoon is the only reason I can live with having One. Day. Off. a week. I trick myself into thinking a day and a half is close enough to something like a weekend.
Fireplace it. I'm so damn tired. How the ever-loving heck am I going to keep up this pace for eight more years? The very thought of it makes me teary.
((((Sue)))) This really is an onerous pace, especially with only one day off a week. (And I know that a lot of your congregation works hard to take that one day from you!)
((( Sue ))) I think a nice card is good enough! You really do need your little bit of time off. A family obligation ought to do the trick, no? xoxo
Hoping everything goes smoothly today, Esperanza!
Saw the surgeon this morning about a lump over my cheekbone -- it's not painful, but large enough to be quite noticeable. My guess [and my GP's] was that it is a lipoma (a benign soft mass), but she doesn't think so and has referred me for a CT to try to figure out what it is. And then another visit with her; and then possibly another visit with a plastic surgeon, because it is in such a visible place. Bleah!
Not into surgery for purely cosmetic upgrades, but even if it is totally benign, think I want to be rid of it because it makes me look so off-kilter. And my husband just worries over the darned thing.
(((Kathy))) I'm sorry that you have such stress over this mass right now! Crossing appendages that it's benign (and just because it's a plastic surgeon doesn't mean that it's for frivolous reasons!)
It is still probably nothing, except for making me look like a troll with a condition. ;) Just wasn't expecting the apparent quantity of medical attention...
QWP, the pee thing is really not on you -- no judgment! Stuff happens. We ended up buying a steamer thing for the house, what with this cat, that kid, and spills. The rental ones are very efficient, though, and you don't need to figure out where to store it.
Esperanza, may the packing fairies be with you, and no rain!
PK, fingers and everything all crossed, and sending love and strength.
(((esperanza)))
(((p-K)))
Thinking of you both!
--Neighbor Lady
The counselor's report isn't back yet but STBX refuses to continue (delay) the hearing to wait another week unless I agree to a bunch of really ridiculous terms like giving him all the money in the joint savings account and sending the kids to him unsupervised Sunday through Thursday, so we have to get there early to try to see if we can negotiate an agreement after getting the counselor's report tomorrow morning, before the hearing first thing in the morning.
My pastor is going to get there early to be with me. There may or may not actually end up being a hearing tomorrow.
((( PK ))) I'm sorry, but if you don't have a report tonight, how can you possibly address it at a hearing tomorrow?
His "terms" are ridiculous; just one more example of him trying to control the whole shebang. If your lawyer needs time to contemplate something s/he hasn't seen before, that's a good reason to ask the court for time.
Also, saddling up the posse.
xoxo
On the other hand, I see no reason why the sanctions motion and perhaps also keeping the protective order in place can't go ahead and be heard. You're ready on those.
xoxo
My lawyer said it makes more sense to have it all heard in court at once. My understanding is that basically H is trying to force us to either agree to a parenting plan etc. at very short notice under pressure, or have the hearing without the counselor's report.
Oh, and that's his proposed parenting plan BTW. Kids with him Sunday evening through Thursday afternoon and with me Thursday afternoon through Sunday morning every week. It is at least slightly less extreme than him having them all the time except for me having them every other weekend that he had threatened to fight for if I insisted on getting the kids evaluated and having a separation that involved us actually living in separate homes.
Oops, Sunday evening not morning.
Doesn't seem to me that you need to concede all that if you haven't gotten the report yet. Fingers crossed, but hard to see how he can jam you when someone else in the process wasn't ready on time. xoxo
Yeah, my lawyer basically said, "That's not happening" (us agreeing to those terms). :)
P_K: I'm glad to hear that your lawyer responded in that way! I really hope tomorrow goes your way.
W: my shoulder is seriously out of commission tonight. I shouldn't even really be typing right now, it's in so much pain. (I'm icing my back right now.) I have no idea what I did to it, other than the fact that I pulled a muscle in this arm, a week ago Monday. (Okay, and it's probably repetitive stress after that: too much time on my computer and phone, hauling around the kid a lot, general overuse from housework, especially since I was kneading dough both yesterday and today.)
PK, I'm glad your lawyer is totally on team you.
My parents actually did set that custody schedule. Wednesday afternoon thru Saturday afternoon with my dad, Saturday afternoon through Wednesday afternoon with my mom. I did that for fourteen fireplacing years. And, no. Just, no. Even if your STBX weren't an abusive and controlling piece of pook. If you were married to someone who you could share true joint custody with, I'd recommend a gradually lengthening schedule as your kids grow older, and if you lived in a city or really near each other, I'd recommend you give your oldest some control over her own schedule. But your STBX is not a fit candidate for joint custody imho.
Yes-- what liz said.
-- Neighbor Lady
Hugs and good thoughts to PK and esperanza this morning. Hope all goes well.
QWP, I sure hope your shoulder is better this morning too.
PK, I am so glad your lawyer is on board and working hard to get this set right. I'm shaking my head at the audacity of STBX and saddling up the posse.
Yet another low pressure system came through last night and is expected to stay on deck until Friday. Woke up around 5:00 with blistering head pain. Ugh. I have one thing I need to do at the church today, otherwise, I'll be at home.
Thinking of PK this morning.
Folks, it turns out that the cough I've had since November is silent reflux. I need to cut out of my diet for at least the next two months all of the following:
Caffeine in any form, chocolate, peppermint.
Acidic foods including tomatoes, citrus fruits and other things that bother me less.
Sodas, caffeinated or not.
Did I mention coffee and chocolate?
Started the day with steamed milk with sugar and cinnamon. It was tasty, but it ain't coffee.
Also, I'm not supposed to bend over or lie down or sing for three hours after meals.
Oh Liz. That little cough is a tell-tale symptom. My sincere condolences on the coffee and caffeine.
W: so tired. Was on my feet for 12 hours yesterday, more or less. Cleaned at old house, so it looks marginally habitable. Seriously, the under the couch zone? scary.
W: still no fridge
AW: it mostly stayed rain-free while they were loading the truck yesterday. They're due here within the hour, and it's bright and sunny. Fingers crossed.
W? AW? In either case, it kept me awake a good part of the night. In the midst of my cleaning frenzy yesterday afternoon, I got a phone call from a semi-official person, inviting/requesting me to consider applying for a pastor position. This would be the church where my friend who died a couple weeks ago was the pastor. So it would be a temporary (9ish months, probably) position, to help them grieve and heal and figure out who they are without him. He was the founding pastor of that congregation. That is always a tricky transition, even when the pastor doesn't die but just moves on. So...I don't know. It would require some major Baboo juggling. And some significant adjustments on Mr. E's part. It's not bad timing for that, since he's beginning a new job, and it's easier to make those changes at the beginning. Not to mention I feel inadequate to the task, but I really respect the wisdom of the person that called me.
Extra W; Moving.
(((Sue)))
Esperanza,that's a lot on your plate at once, but I really think you should take the job.
PK, hope things go smoothly today.
QWP, hope the shoulder is better this morning!
Ouchie, Sue. May there be some relief at home, with the magic kittehs and their healing powers.
Liz, that sounds like no fun -- and certain parts (no caffeine) sound downright evil. But I hope this brings some relief.
Esperanza, so much going on! Best with the unloading, and hope the fridge arrives. It sounds like you could bring a lot to that congregation in coming months.
My condolences on the loss of caffeine and chocolate, Liz. Also, how will manage not to sing for three hours after a good meal???? :)
esperanza, that is so much to deal with in just a few days. I think you could be a much-needed pastor to your friend's congregation. I'm sure they would be okay with you taking some Non-Moving Day time to reflect on whether you feel called to minister with them, right? It might feel complicated and tricky to manage today because today EVERYTHING is tricky (and where is that fridge!!??) - but a week from now it may look better and feel less overwhelming.
I know, right? How Can I Keep From Singing?
Liz is dangerously close to stylin'!
Another fireplacing campus shooting, this time at UCLA. Many schools are out for the summer, but it is finals week there.
Okay, the "no singing for three hours" requirement is a new one to me. I have not-so-silent reflux, and my extreme condolences about the food restrictions, Liz. I've managed to have bits of chocolate and peppermint sometimes, but coffee is right out forever for me, and I really miss it.
Esperanza, is that congregation in your new city? Sue is right: wait until after you've moved and gotten a bit of unpacking out of the way, and then see how you feel.
I'm thinking of P_K today. I hope everything is in place in time for the hearing.
Whiiiiiine: I went and saw my chiropractor (because he's a sports medicine guy -- to the point that he's worked with all the local professional athletes), and I have an injured rotator cuff and mild tennis elbow. I'm going to try out low-level laser therapy for it next week, in the hopes that this doesn't become the new thing. And I have strict new instructions: I'm benched from anything but the lightest of gardening (like, maybe I can water the plants, if it doesn't involve lifting too much with my right arm). I'm supposed to avoid lifting E, but he says "I know that sometimes that's unavoidable." I'm writing this from my proper computer desk, with my special keyboard and mouse, which is where my laptop will remain for the next few weeks. And I need to lay off the cellphone use, unless I magically become good at texting with my left hand.
Well, we continued the hearing with the stipulation of a non-precedent-setting parenting plan that gives him unsupervised overnights and daytime with the toddler two days/nights per week for the next 2 weeks. Financial restraints stay in place, neither of us can go to the other's place of residence, and no communication between H and me except for email communication about the kids.
P_K: I confess that I'm nervous about unsupervised time with the kids, as I'm sure you are. I'm glad that the financial restraints stay in place, but I'm sending you hugs.
QWP, hope this helps!
PK, also a bit nervous about unsupervised visitation, and because he has shown a remarkable ability to ignore court directives. Did the counselor's report ever show up?
Yeah the counselor said he wasn't finding imminent risk of harm to the kids so there was no justification for supervised visits.
Ugh. So sorry about the unsupervised visitation. Glad about the financial restraints being in place. Has he put back all that he took?
Error on that singing one. It should be no singing for two hours. According to this lovely handout from Stanford
Guess that leaves out the campfire singalong....
Old school whine: crampy belly. Gas? or Aunt Flo?
Caffeine withdrawal. xoxo
Oh, ugh, (((Liz))) on the restrictions! And on the cramps! I can say that there is life after caffeine-- but for me, tea is just not the same as coffee, no matter how hard I try...
(((Sue)) sorry about the headaches!
((esperanza)) cluesticks to the fridge people!
(((p_k))) how frustrating!!!! hugs and love to you!
((QWP)) sorry about the injury!
--Neighbor Lady
The counselor did at least find a history of domestic violence.
OK, then. I'm sorry, PK -- but it is good this is recognized. xoxo
It's merely my own opinion, but I don't think domestic abusers should ever get unsupervised visitation.
That's a good point, Liz. But also, there's more to abuse than actual physical violence, and so I know PK (and hopefully others) will be watching closely to see how the kids are doing after these visits. (Not suggesting that PK interrogate; just that she can tell when her kids are stressed.) Kids are really stuck in the middle in this kind of situation, and they need their safe home to come back to.
The kids school had an open house event this evening. Since both parents are now allowed to attend school events H and I were both there. He got right up in my physical space and reached over my head to get something while blatantly refusing to acknowledge my existence, respond to my hello or make eye contact with me, in front of the kids. I asked that the kids show him their projects on display and then take me around to show me their projects. He left me only the last 5 minutes or so of the hour, and by that time 10yo was getting ready for her performance and then the classrooms were locked, so I never even got to see her displays. :(
The counselor said several times that the kids communicated they were worried about saying anything that would hurt dad's feelings or put him in a bad light, and one of the kids refused to say anything about either parent at all. He also indicated that one of the kids should be evaluated for depression, but did not connect this to the DV. He said that the other professionals said it was unlikely and unwise to expect us to coparent or make collaborative decisions given the DV and relational dynamics, but he personally felt that limiting either parent's time was problematic and that we were simply going to have to learn to work together and coparent. And that divorce doesn't fix anything, it only makes existing problems worse.
Not all, but most. For now. He's still saying it's all his and trying to get us to just concede it all to him as separate property.
He is a large piece of pook.
Divorce DOES NOT make existing problems worse. DO NOT buy into that. It does totally fix the situation you are in. Parenting issues may get worse, because logistics surrounding parenting are more complicated, but otherwise things will get better.
Was it the counselor who opined that divorce would not solve anything? How hideous -- especially in a DV situation.
I am really not liking how he invaded your space by reaching over you -- and while the DV situation is pending! This jerk just has to push everything past the limit, doesn't he?
I have a thing about hostile people getting in my space. He may not have touched you, but it was all about disrespect and intimidation.
Bleah -- off this morning for a CT scan of the thing on my face.
I'm also totally not getting it about this demand you give him everything as his separate property. WTF? Can't imagine that is remotely the law.
Hope everybody who was feeling bad is now feeling better, and that Esperanza's family successfully filled their new house with boxes and stuff. :)
My family is going to Gravely Point to dance with Matt and of course MM doesn't want to come with us, and is insisting that he won't come with us.
He doesn't have a choice.
Dancing with Matt! Well, MM will be grateful in the future. LOL
The CT turned out totally normal! The fatty tissue just settled in a different configuration on one cheek. So, good news! But nobody ever told me about this as one of those things that happen as we age....
Yay Kathy a!!!
And, for p_k -- what Liz said.
Hugs!
--Neighbor Lady
Thanks, all. Yes, it was the counselor that said divorce only causes different and worse problems.
Glad to hear the cheek is okay!
My mom is being admitted to the hospital.
And people are coming to my house between 6 and 8 tonight to get a list of stuff H wants, but I don't know who (it will be from a fairly long list I approved) or when, or how to navigate it or if I can find or approve of everything he wants, and my attorney is out of the office until Monday.
PK, do you know the list of stuff he wants? I think it's fair to have someone over with you for backup, and to object to these people taking any contested items. If they find and take something anyway -- make a note, email your lawyer, she'll figure out the next thing. Take photos if you do not think he should have the thing -- so there is no question later about the object / item itself. Make the people gathering stuff write out an inventory of what they are taking, and correct the inventory if necessary, and get or make a copy.
You might consider shortening the list of people, for the future.
I'm so sorry about your mom, and sending love. oxxo
Just thinking out loud, but if you can arrange for a couple to come be your witnesses, that might be a good idea. I assume some guy will be coming over, and having another guy there might help with the macho. But given how nuts your stbx is, you don't want just a guy there.
xoxo
P_K: I'm livid that there is simultaneously confirmation of DV, and attitude of "Welp, you guys have to figure out how to coparent anyway." Cluesticks. All the cluesticks for the counsellor.
Kathy: I'm so glad that it was nothing but fatty tissue. (But had no idea that this was a thing to look forward to.)
I hope Esperanza and family are having a good move today!
P_K, I assure you that things get better when you no longer live with an abuser. So many good things happened when I had space to figure things out and not deal with his issues any longer. Reading about his behavior triggers a lot of old wounds but I have a really nice life now. Really. Nice.
Esperanza, I've thought of you all week with the moving.
Kathy, that is wonderful news about your cheek!!!
W1: I hate student load debt. I pay an obscene amount right now.
AW: I have a really great(ish) job because of that damn debt so ....\
W2: I had to take Ub*r home because Daughter needed the car for school and to pick up Teen Son from his after school activities.
AW: Life is seriously wonderful now that she drives.
Big, scary whine: Beloved is experiencing more pain and the mass seems to be growing. She went in for an emergency appointment. Her breast doc gave her an ultrasound and said that she still isn't willing to biopsy the masses since they are fluid filled but that it appears the infection is gone. But there are signs of inflammation. It could be a auto-immune reaction from everything she has been through. Or...inflammatory breast cancer. She has a follow up in 2 weeks.
Miranda, I'm so sorry about your beloved. Fingers crossed. The waiting to know more part is really hard, and it doesn't sound like fun in the meanwhile.
(((PK)))
(((Miranda)))
I'm glad your CT and results happened so quickly, kathy - and a good result too!
((((miranda))))
(((p-K)))) also, adding on to Kathy's suggestions, perhaps have the people removing things sign a piece of paper listing what they have taken. Preferably witnessed by others as well.
Good luck navigating this all, but it will get better!
--Neighbor Lady
PK, I'm thinking of you and hoping all goes well.
Miranda, thinking of your beloved.
Oh Miranda, I'm sending you guys hugs.
Frustrated Old Skool Whine: I've had my Flickr paid account for almost as long as I've had a blog. I've paid a not-insignificant amount of money to them, over the past eleven years. And now their support is completely borked, and I can't access my account (even to cancel), because everything (EVEN THEIR HELP SITE) redirects to a request for a verification code, which they want to send to an email that I replaced as my primary (I have so many emails from them confirming this) in 2013. What on earth, you guys. I've taken to tweeting at them. I (at least) have access via my phone app, but it doesn't allow me any access to my account settings. (Am I going to have to cancel my account? But I've renewed for another year.)
Thank you, everyone. Three guys came, all of whom were respectful and made it as not-unpleasant as possible. I had a list printed out which I had one of them initial each item on, write down and initial any additional items that weren't on the list (they took only what I approved), and then I made a copy of the list and went back out to give it to them and they were already gone.
I'm so glad that that went smoothly, P_K. What an awful process you've been through.
Whew, PK! So glad that went smoothly. xoxo
Thanks. I did get to go see my mom tonight for a little while, too.
Glad you got to see your mom, too.
W: My SIL fell again, and is once more headed to the ER for another cut on her forehead. I think this is the 8th time in 2 months that she has been injured in a fall -- she basically trips on air, now.
Oh, goodness, kathy a.
W: So tired.
W/AW: so the potential job situation...I've been waffling. Feeling completely overwhelmed this week with moving, so I was putting off making a decision until I felt more competent and hoping for a more clear direction and less waffling. Be careful what you hope for. I got some more information that is going to lead me to say no. Looong backstory that I will try to make short. This congregation shares a building, unhappily, with another congregation. I knew that. What I didn't know is that the host congregation has just changed pastors. Their new pastor is my former boss. I guess this was pre-Wednesday Whining days, but suffice it to say that, by the time I (was asked to) resigned, we had a difficult relationship. I do not want to go back to that relationship, especially when it would already be set up in a conflict situation. The person that asked me to apply has no idea of our history together, I'm quite sure. That added to the pile of other reasons (Baboos primarily) to say no makes it pretty clear. There's a part of me that is sad about it, though.
I withdraw my take the job vote. That sounds like a big old not worth it
Kathy, I'm so sorry about your SIL
kathy, I'm sorry to hear about your SIL. :(
esperanza, I too withdraw my vote for taking the position. Your family needs time to settle in to your new home and a stressful past work relationship doesn't sounds entirely unsettling.
Oh, Esperanza. No, that doesn't sound good under the circumstances. Ugh.
Thanks, friends.
Hugs to everyone, and yeah saying no on the job sounds good.
My mom is not improving even after 3 blood transfusions and they keep finding new problems.
I just found out about another major issue with the kids' new school, due to something we should have been told (and H probably was told) and things we needed to have done, that I was never informed about, and may result in a child having to be held back a grade due to Fireplacing administrative issues and red tape that wasn't addressed when it should have been.
And I'm tired.
Oh, Kathy. I'm so sorry about your SIL's fall.
Esperanza, I'm with everyone else. It sounds like a potentially hostile work environment, and you have enough stress in your life without adding that to it.
AW: my in-laws had the day off, and took E out to the museum for the morning, and then my sister came over, to help me make supper and put E to bed (because tonight was the second-last musical performance for Mr. Q), and so both she and I had a good day.
W: between my various muscle strains and Aunt Flo, everything in my body hurts. (Oh! But I just looked at the clock and realised I can finally take more painkillers.)
My mom is not doing much better even after 3 transfusions, and they keep finding new issues.
And I find out today that there's an issue with the kids' new school and the transfer from the current school that may result in a child being held back a grade (in high school!) due to trees tape and administrative issues that we were supposed to have addressed already and have done nothing about, that H may have been informed of but did not tell me or appropriately address.
*red tape
Something keeps eating my comments.
My mom is not doing much better even after 3 transfusions, and they keep finding new issues.
And I found out today that there's an issue with the kids' new school and the transfer from the current school that may result in a child being held back a grade (in high school!) due to red tape and administrative issues that we were supposed to have addressed already and have done nothing about, that H may have been informed of but did not tell me or appropriately address.
STBX is a vile human being
((( PK ))) What Liz said.
I'm very sorry about your mom.
((((PK)))) ditto what liz said. Also, seems like this is (1) good info for your lawyer if he is so inadequately addressing the childrens' needs (when he was the only one who knew) that one gets held back in high school and (2) something where if you explain the situation to the school, they may have some great ways of cutting through the red tape!
Thinking you good thoughts, and red tape scissors.
((kathy)) sorry about your sister-in-law
((esperanza)) Thank goodness you took the extra time to deliberate, and found out the new info! Sounds like a wise choice.
--Neighbor lady
Like NL's suggestions!
QWP, good for some helping hands.
PK, good advice from NL. Also, what Liz said about stbx.
UGH. Bad information about Former Boss. She was asked to lead this congregation but said no. So she is out of the picture. So now I am back to not knowing what to do.
Former boss was asked to lead the other congregation, and said no? Sounds like a lotta trouble in River City... And still, perhaps also an opportunity to help things settle? I dunno. xoxo
PK, I like NL's advice.
Esperanza, two strategies: one is pretend you've made the decision and live with each side of it for a day or so. The other is, flip a coin, and whichever side you HOPE it lands on, that's your decision
She said no because she is dealing with a recurrence of breast cancer. And she's already retired.
Thanks, everyone, for following the trials and tribulations over here.
And another: 50 y/o colleague, who worked with me on Albatross #2, had a massive stroke yesterday and is not expected to survive. So if you're counting, that's two colleagues/friends, ages 50 and 48, to have died within a month of each other.
Oh, Esperanza. Too, too much. And wow, 48 and 50; that's very young. xoxoxo
So, did the move go OK?
Move is ok. Mom and Dad are here helping. But some/most of the "help" involves asking me eleventy questions and/or giving me unsolicited advice. I think I'm ready for them to go back home. We've gotten both Baboo rooms unpacked and the kitchen mostly unpacked. Mr. E got about half of the office done. Still lots to go.
I did succeed in liberating our mail from the post office today. "New Resident Card"? Never heard of such a thing.
My boy is 29 today! No idea how that happened...
Esperanza -- glad you got the mail, and things are settling in!
W: A second colleague/friend has died. That makes two within a month of each other. She was 50 years old and had a massive stroke. Unbelievable.
AW: I was at one of the places where I substitute preach this morning and they had a nice goodbye/thank you reception for me. So nice. They gave me cards and an orchid.
W: The orchid is doomed.
((( Esperanza ))) I'm so sorry about your friend. xoxox
Don't worry about the orchid. But while it is still blooming, the trick is to just feed it one ice cube a day -- the cube will melt, and that's just the water it needs.
I got the ice cube tip from my really dear friend who died too young, a couple years ago. Who also gave me orchids, because she just wanted to. xxoo
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