On some thread a bit ago, some one said how annoying the FB was with all the trivial updating goings on.
Personally, I don't think my daily updating is all that interesting but some times I really feel the need to share. My kitties don't give a whit and the bird...well, he lives in his own world. His updates would mostly involve "lived another day"..."got some of that shredded stuff again (cheese)" etc.
Mostly, I have you fine folks to droll on about my meager existence and occasional moments of wonderful.
So, here you go...Keep it brief...mundane with a bit of intrigue.
Better the fly in the bottle than on the kolaches! :-D
Day off with nothing to do.
Haven't been here much lately. My mother had a house fire about ten days ago, caused by an electrical short, and has been relocated by her insurance company to a hotel near her best friend's house. Been spending most of our days running around town, driving her all over because she's unfamiliar with the part of town where the hotel is located and is afraid of getting lost, as well as spending a lot of time at the house and keeping things straight with the workmen and the contractors and the insurance guys. Every step they take, it reveals a little bit more how deep the damage goes, and the repair costs keep going up.....
She's completely unharmed, but her house is unlivable, and the refit estimate is rapidly approaching the tipping point where it may be economically smarter to tear down what's left, take the money and get herself a condo - Which is something we've been trying to get her to do for a couple of years, but she's attached to the place and won't budge. What a mess....
Sorry to hear of the troubles Snagg, but at least you mom is OK. That's what's most important.
"1012, 1013, 1014, 1015..."
That's me counting my blessings.
Hang in there Snagg.
Sorry to hear that, Snagg. I'm glad your Mom is OK, though.
That's devastating Snagg. I know a little what you're going through. My mom's disaster was a wretched tornado. It can be wildly difficult seeing her through all this, and you are a good son to help her through. I hope she falls in love with the condo, and can put the old place behind her.
Livin' the good life!
Bad storms last night, but we needed the rain!
I've had an epiphany, a real understanding of grieving: it never really goes away. It's like a cyclical chronic illness that comes up like gang busters then goes into remission for a bit. I got this understanding while looking for a birthday card for my sister. There were Mother's Day banners everywhere, and all I could do was stand very still looking straight ahead. It passed and left that understanding in its wake.
Joella, I hear you!
Yup. I know too.