Today is not an easy day. Emotionally. It was actually more chaotic yesterday with our Old Boy. We finally had to call his son, as Old Boy’s condition has deteriorated and we could no longer cope with the daily problems. We tried. We really wanted to. I think more than anything we wanted to believe that Old Boy was still competent to handle his own life. We kept trying to help him to do this, but we finally had to admit that we would get him out of one mess and he was off getting himself into another.
So, although yesterday was definitely more stressful as far as, confrontations, etc., (which we all know, I do not do well), today is such a sad day because the decisions have been made, his son is on the way and I have so many feelings racing around inside of me.
1. Guilt. I feel like some sort of Geriatric Narc. I turned him in for “being old“!
2. Guilt. Relief that the responsibility for his welfare is passing from us to his own family.
3. Sadness. That Old Boy has gotten so old so quickly. Where did the time go? Wasn’t it just the other day that Hubby and I got married and he was an Usher at the wedding?
4. Sadness. That this will probably be the last time I see him. I don’t think he is going to do well and I do know he is angry at us right now. I hate things to end this way.
5. Anger. At the fates. Don’t you just hate to watch the people you love and care about get old? It makes me angry, and sometimes even a little scared
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Saturday Musings
Big news from my daughter!!!> She is buying her own condo, and will close on it on November 15th!!! I am so proud of her. She is such an accomplished woman. She is great at her job, confident and hard working and not only that, she is a wonderful person. So the fact that she is buying her first home, all on her own, fills me with pride!!! Even if I wasn’t her Mom I would feel like this.
It looks like November today. Gray, dark and dreary. Ah well, what are you going to do? I have decided to do some organizing after seeing a segment on TV that showed I am sadly disorganized. Oh, my house actually doesn’t look bad, as long as you don’t open a closet. So today is closet and dresser day.
Hubby needs a new chair. What I’d like to do is get a sofa with a recliner on either end and a table that folds down in the middle. He doesn’t like the idea, but I’ll keep working on him. Our old sofa is in terrible shape and needs to find a recycling center. Then my love seat can be the accent piece. See, I have it all figured out?
Turkey’s are on sale this week for 49 cents. Sure they are frozen, but who the heck cares, for 49 cents? The limit is two so I’m getting two for my freezer. I LOVE turkey and these will make great meals and soups throughout the long cold winter.
Meg’s Friday Five
In friday five
1. What was the last thing you made from scratch?
Stuffed shells. That was dinner last night.
2. List your top five indispensible web sites/utilities.
Spell check, File upload, dogs, imagination, Meme’s
3. What nice thing did someone do for your this week?
A friend brought me back real Saffron from Istanbul!
4. What nice thing did you do for someone else this week?
Washing clothes and cleaning out moldy things.
5. List three great things about this past week.
Good weather, dry days and cool nights
The Wonder of Leaves
I Have Found It
Last spring, in all my domesticity, I bought “Space Bags” to protect all my woolens from those bad wool eating Moths. I carefully packed and stored all my sweaters and Hubby’s wool shirts. I was so proud of my accomplishments! Smile, smile, smile!!!!
Fast forward to a week ago when I pulled out the woolens for unpacking and putting back in Moth free closets. I found Hubby’s shirts, and our coats, and a few of my lesser sweaters, but my favorite and best sweaters were no where to be found!!! Also in that bag were two blankets. I searched high and low, in and out and all around the house. No bag. Certainly I didn’t accidentally give it away to charity?
This morning I could feel my self really losing control and I began to get frantic. I was sending Greta under beds, tossing boxes in the attic and I was near to a nervous breakdown!
Then I decided I would look in our guest room closet, which is currently chock-a-block full with Old Boy’s stuff.
There in the very back of the closet, was the sealed bag!
Once again I could breath!!!
Tough
I wish I was tough. But I’m not. I’m one of those people who has trouble saying BOO. I hate emotional chaos and I try like anything to live my life in harmony. So today when I found another contractor who is working on the new housing in our neighborhood driving his big truck down our private drive and once again driving over our already damaged drainage system, I sort of lost it. This is a long running problem.
I followed the guy!
Then I jumped out of my car and screamed at him, telling him he had driven on private property! And you know what he said?? Do you know???
“I got permission from the owner!”
Well folks, I don’t pop my cork often, but I did today.
“Who the F… do you think I am?” I screamed!
I told him if he used the drive again I would call the police and have him arrested for trespass. Then I gathered myself up and stalked to my car!
I got in and drove off…and my entire body shook.
I am such a wimp!
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This & That
I woke up this morning a little later than usual. The dogs actually seem to be adjusting to the time change! Anyway, I opened our bedroom door and was hit with a wave of heat! Our thermostat for the familyroom zone was stuck on again, (after $185.00 repair a week ago) and it was nearly 80 degrees! I opened the bedroom door and told Hubby to get up and fix it! He got up, swearing and reset the system. I made the coffee and our day began.
Last night we went out to our neighbor’s for a dinner to celebrate the visit of our friend, Tina from Istanbul, Turkey where she is teaching. She is back for just a few days and so we heard all about her adventures in this strange and foreign place. I’ve been to Istanbul a couple of times, so I was anxious to hear what she had to say and how she liked it.
Indian Summer and Stuff
It’s a beautiful day here in New Hampshire. Bright skies, warm temperatures and brown and gold leaves. Not bad for November 1st. Indian Summer!
Many people have disparaged the month of November, saying it is a cold, wet, and dismal month. I have often found that the opposite is true. November can be filled with bright clear weather, low humidity, warm days and cool nights. In my book that is nearly perfect weather.
November is also special because of the many people I love that were born in November. As the month progresses, I will share with you all, their birthdays.
Halloween
The day started early, (due to Standard Time and the dogs waking me up). Since I was up and showered and dressed, I decided to get my shopping done early. I was half way through the store when I felt like I was going to keel over! My head was splitting and I felt faint. I also felt really chilled, which was funny because it was 60 degrees outside!
So, once I paid for the groceries, I headed home. I glanced down and noticed that the car was nearly empty of gas, so I pulled into the cheapo gas station to fill up. (Imagine thinking that $2.40 a gallon is cheap!) Anyway, I pulled up on the wrong side of the pumps and I had to pull the car around and do it all over again. I felt like a moron. But I was just feeling so out of it.
I got home, put all the groceries away and sat down and took my temperature. 100′!!!
I called Hubby and he told me the adjuster was coming today from the insurance agency, and so I should be ready. Well, this guy has not shown up or called. I have been here all day and no adjuster.
That’s okay, I have enjoyed the quiet.
I sat and mindlessly watched “All My Children”. And as I sat here I couldn’t help but think that sometimes people can be so dumb!
It’s 4:30 and getting dark. Oh it’s that time of the year!
I wonder how many kids will come to our house Trick or Treating? Usually we don’t get any because of our long, long driveway. I got some candy anyway. M&M’s I hope we get a few! If not I will suffer and nibble away at the little packets of goodies over time. (like 2 days!) LOL
I Hate Standard Time
I am going on record. I hate Standard Time! I’ve heard all the happy Pollyanna news people talking about how we all get an extra hour of sleep and how wonderful this is, and I say BAH! The dogs know it is 7:30 even if the darn clock says 6:30! And they want to get up and go out! It doesn’t matter that I kept them up until 11 PM last night watching the Desperate Housewives rerun on ABC, their internal clock said it was time to get up and that was that!
It will also get dark tonight EARLY! I hate that too! Soon the days will shorten and it will be dark, dark, dark. I say, BAH!
Oh well, it gives me something to look forward to…SPRING…and Daylight Savings Time!