Chasing a dream into the MMP

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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[QUOTE=SpazCat]
Sketties? Y’all have fancy VBS. When I was a kid we got Kool-Aid, ring cookies, and cheesy poofs. Ring cookies still make me think of VBS, actually.
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I never heard of the religious sort of VBS until I moved here. The first time I saw a sign for it, I was wondering what churches were doing with Visual Basic Scripting.

Then I thought it was a rotten thing to do to a kid. The words “vacation” and “school” should not be used in the same phrase.

Today’s definition of infinity… Waiting for Spineydoc’s office to return my call concerning some swelling on my back. I can’t really see it, and I’m suspecting it’s just a seroma, but I’d hate to ignore it and find out it’s actually a nasty infection.

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Let alone “bible.” :slight_smile: It took me years to discover that this “CCD” thing all my classmates went to once a week was Bible Class. I was never so happy to be a child of religious indifference. :wink:

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Double yay time!

Spineydoc’s office confirmed my suspicions that the swelling at one end of my incision is just a fluid pocket or seroma, with directions to call them if it gets red, streaky, leaky or if I get bad headaches or fever. I’ve had headaches caused by spinal fluid leaks, and they are exquisitely agonizing, so I’m confident I don’t have that happening now.

Second yay: We hired a lawn service yesterday. Before my surgery, it would take two hours on a nice dry day with average growth to mow the yard. Two weeks ago, DH needed three days to get it done in pieces after work as the rains have made it all so thick and soggy that the clippings would clog the mower.

A small crew is attacking the green nuisance at this very moment. Neither of us needs to get injured, sweaty, sunburned or aggravated, and now I can pack up the mower, blower, trimmer, etc. and go back to the original plans of using the barnlet as a woodworking shop.

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gotpasswords, I’m not even coming off surgery but am enjoying having hired out that chore. It was time to pass the sweaty torch and if it’s to the benefit of more wood craft then all the better.

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Borrow from a friend or family member? Do you still have one from the twins (one of them is a girl, right?)?

9:30am and it’s already 75. I think it’s going to get warmer than 89 today. Currently waiting for maintenance to come deal with a problem with the kitchen sink, then we have job-hunting-related activities planned.

Blurf.

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I hate making decisions.
I took me forever to decide to buy a new truck, then it took forever to decide if it should be new (financed) or used (cash), then it was truck or car.
At least the color choice was easy, red or silver and I hate red. Good thing I didn’t have to order it or I’d still be sitting at the dealership picking out colors and options.
As it was the whole process took damn near a year.

I have spent how long now deciding to move? Where to move, then rent or buy.
I have spend countless hours checking the whole damn state, where is affordable, I even checked out TN, WV, and AR. I’ve checked out the closest colleges, crime rates, tax rates, insurance, you name it. I’ve looked at dumps, rehabs, fixer uppers, everything from under $10,000 to outside my range. I’ve weighed paying cash for a piece of crap that I could fix up on my own to a place that is move in ready. I’ve checked, rechecked, weighed, added, subtracted, compared, calculated, evaluated, projected, rejected, inspected, pro-ed, conned, slept on it and (nightmared)about it. This one is too big, this one too small, this one has everything I am looking for but it’s butt ugly. What happens if you pull paneling off plaster walls, how much to replace the plumbing, how much is a new roof, where the hell is the laundry room, you call that a closet and do you really think people can’t tell the difference between laminate and hardwood? I’ve learned that *needs a little work *can mean anything from a hole in the ceiling where the bathtub leaked, to peeling wall paper, to moldy carpet and walls.

And I still don’t know what I am going to do!!!

I have a friend who tells me I over think every thing. I’m beginning to think he is right but even that I need to think about. I mean half the trouble he gets himself into is because he doesn’t think.

I’m trying to get what I want, what my kid doesn’t want because he wants us to stay here, my friend is mad that I’m not moving out her way, I’m trying to think what is best, easiest for the dog (old and half blind), and for my knees and for my bank account, and the long term. The original plan was to move closer to OAOASO because the distance between us is part of the problem and now I don’t even know if that matters anymore.

I like two different houses, for two different reasons, neither one if perfect but I could do with either. One is a better financial decision, the other is a better practical decision.

I’m going to go eat something, being as how I’ve been up (for the last time) since 7:30 and it is now after 1 and I still haven’t eaten.
What to eat? Another damn decision to make!

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Monday flavored BLURF

Jim

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Weedage, rakeage, and dumpage is done, as well as poison-ivy-killage. :smiley: We’ve run errands, had lunch, and other miscellany. Shortly, I’ll go out and take the clothes off the line. And that pretty much sums up the excitement of the day…

Except… a check in the mail!! :smiley: We got a refund on our car registration when my sister turned in my tags. Yay!! :smiley: $67.50 - not a lot, but unexpected money is always nice. :smiley:

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Let’s get Rosie one of these.

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Yes please

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Swampy, when is the Cute One’s birthday?

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We went to Salsa’s for lunch and neither of us wants anything for supper. I’m thinking I’ll have some cereal later, but for now I’m still stuffded.

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So it seems my flip flops are cluttering up the house.

For whatever reason the little pair of flops by my chair at the dining room table is a huge cause of concern in the house. Who knew that one little pair of flip flops could cause so much damage.

Never mind that the HFH has taken over the living room as her office. She brought in a rolling tray to shove in the corner which holds her printer and a burr load of papers that are crammed in every which way. Her fax machine takes up half the loveseat. A large rubbermaid container sits parallel to the coffee table, it is a long as and as high and on top of it is an old wooden chair. She has three rolling dog food containers because each of her dogs has to at a different type of food, not to forget the various boxes of treats on top the fridge.

My mother’s bf has at least a dozen pair of khakis hanging from the pipes in the basement storage room. He bought a huge treadmill which is most ofter used as an end table for his dirty paper plates and a hanger for his shirts. Talk about shirts! I have seen him leave out of her with at least 25 shirts on hangers with at least that many still hanging in the closet or laying around on something. He has several rubbermaid containers full of candy, and chips and crackers and whatever other snack food he can find surrounding the sofa in my mother’s sitting room. He has grocery bags covering the floor of her sitting room, both of them have piles of clothes on whatever surface they can find, they have stacks of CDs, stacks of movies, tons of books including encyclopedias that are over 50 years old that can’t be thrown out because they were so expensive.
This is just what he has at this house, he also keeps clothes at his house and at his vacation home.
The man could put on a different shirt every day, take it off and throw it out and he’ll still be dead before he runs out of shirts
AND… he still buys more!

Between him, my mother and the HFH my son and I have to keep our coats in our tiny bedroom closets because there is no room in the coat closet. The HFH uses the entire closet in that room, about 5 linear feet of clothes rod. My mother and her bf use her entire closet which is a good 8 feet or more of rod, as well as the cedar closet another 5 feet of rod along with the various exposed pipes in the basement.

I manage to fit all my clothes in about 2 feet of space and a dresser, my son uses even less space.

They have two heaters for the basement, but only use one. She bought a humidifier that she used a few times and is now piled on the back porch, along with all the pots and pans she bought on sale and they is no place to put them.

Mail is piled every where, papers are piled everywhere, every bit of floor space it covered with something. He hits up the yard sales every weekend and brings home all kids of crap that nobody needs and there is no place to put.

My mother has 8 coats, count them 8 coats. The HFH has almost as many. The bf has at least 8, just at this house. My mother and the HFH buy purses (always matching so they can be a matched set when they go out), so there are purses piling up in the closet.

This house looks like a bunch of hoarders live here, they buy every thing they want and want every thing they see,

Yet my flip flops under the table are the cause of all this mess and if only I wasn’t such a slob the house would be presentable.
Ans they wonder why I am a bitch.

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Oh and I forgot to mention the bed on the back porch because the HFH had to have a different bed than the one my mother had in the guest room. The the loveseat on the back porch because her bf didn’t like her furniture so she bought new furniture, only she didn’t like that furniture, so they bought another set and didn’t like that so now they are on the 4 th set of furniture in 10 years.
But they are going to bitch at me over a fucking pair of flip flops.

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**sari **- pick a house and get out of there. It’s your only hope!!

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My older daughter’s gown from when she was a baby has little yellow spit up stains on it.

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**Apes **- do you have any OxyClean? Try making a paste with it and rubbing it into the stains - it might just work!

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For all of you attacking The Green Menace in your yards and backlots, I wish I could lend you my goats. They clean out treeless and poison ivy like nobody’s business.

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Someone I’m following on Twitter is in Calgary. I’m actually jealous.

I envy people who can actually afford to go away somewhere during their holidays!!

Though I had a nice day today. My sister and I went to several different places in Montreal. And there’s a lot happening here in Montreal during my time off.

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I just found out that one of Dave’s friend’s was seriously injured in an accident. Ugh. Trying to see if I can go visit her in the hospital or something.