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Its a short trip….

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I’m having “a day”.  The first half went okay.  Good, actually.  but since I’ve been home from work, well, it’s been frustrating.   And I can’t even say why.

Well, that’s not exactly right…  Found out that I missed the turn in date for my time sheet for work.  Hopefully faxing it in first thing tomorrow will be okay.  Geez.  Then I decided it was time to clean up my desk.  I’m not overly tidy, at home.  Lots of old receipts, kleenex, calendars, bills that should be in either the paid or the unpaid file, all the genealogy stuff, spread all over the place,  fake flowers, Smurfs, Ficus trees,  inhalant boxes, pill bottles, gnomes, empty coke bottles, blank and used computer disks…  I could go on but I won’t.  So, I started going through piles and throwing stuff away, then clipping things together, making new files, finding old files…  And I still can’t see the top of my desk.  I even found 3 plates and a bowl with the silverware laying on them.  Geez.

But why should my desk be the exception to the rule?  My whole house is ridiculous right now and I think it’s starting to get to me.

I still have boxes of Christmas decorations sitting in my living room.  Forget Christmas, I’ve still got Halloween decorations sitting in my living room.  And I can’t find my kitchen table.  It’s covered with partial emptied boxes and bags.  Why is this the case?  I STILL can’t get into my utility room.  We’re going on 6 months now.  I am getting very frustrated and unhappy.

And, here’s what’s really bugging me – I can’t do a thing about it.  It’s not, yet, my house.  I still have to deal with a land lady.  Now, you need to understand, My Land Lady is the sweetest old lady ever.  And therein lies the problem.  She is very kind and forgiving and patient.  And the contractor is her friend.  And the contractor is at the bottom of the issue.  He’s been in Mexico having “heart procedures” done.  According to my Land Lady, he’s home now and “recovering” and when he’s better, he promises he’ll get right over here and finish up the roof.  Excuse me, there are two roofs to be done, not just one.  And yesterday was one of the windiest days all winter long.

Oh well… What can I do?  Take up knitting and learn to be exceptionally patient.


It’s beginning to look a lot like…


Thanksgiving is almost over. We didn’t have turkey. As Thanksgiving is at Mom’s house and she’s decided that cooking a turkey for 3 people isn’t much fun, and because it’s her house. we had lobster tails, King Crab legs, regular shrimp and coconut shrimp. Don’t get me wrong, it was good – how could it not be? – but I missed the turkey and sweet potatoes and green bean casserole, etc. We had pumpkin pie cause I made one. Well I made 4. Three for work and one for us. I kept half of the pie and left the other half with Mom and Cindy.

Then Mom and I sat down and talked genealogy. We have a very large family and the more I find out, the bigger it gets. I’ve found a Civil War soldier and two WWI soldiers. I found an illegitimate family member, who was eventually adopted by his grandparents. (His mother was a bit of a jet setter and, for that time in history, she was married an incredible 3 times (at least) and traveled a lot. Lost track of her in 1940 on a steamship to Venezuela.) Most families in the late 1800s, early 1900s had very large families. We’re talking 10 to 17 kids. (One family had 17 kids, but only 12 survived childhood.) After the genealogy talks, my sister sat down and outlined her plans for, not only their house, but for decorating my house. Thanks but no thanks. Money is too tight. I will put up my tree and a few other Christmas decorations, but I can’t afford to light up the outside of the house. (Note to self – put squirt bottle on grocery list. Meow-Yen will try to climb the Christmas tree.) My sister will start decorating tomorrow morning. She can’t wait. I’ll start dragging the tree and stuff into the house from the garage maybe tomorrow, maybe Saturday, or maybe not… It’s hard for me to do… Maybe I can get Cindy to help bring it in, as long as I can figure out where to put it…

And therein lies the problem. With the arthritis in my knee and the new pains in my left shoulder, moving heavy boxes is out of the question. Especially up stairs…

I really do want to have my tree up, at least. I just wish it didn’t hurt so much to move things around…