Happy Saturday!
Sunny, hot, and breezy outside.
I don’t know what the humidity is like, because I haven’t had reason to stick my head out the door yet.
It’s been a bit of a slothful day. I woke up at 6, not bad all things considered. I was up for a bit and then fell back asleep until 11. That is disgusting.
Sah-son’s other ear hurts now, but he still refuses to go to the doctor. I have things I want him to help with today, but I hate to ask him when he is hurting.
Teton huh? Wait until the kids at school start learning French.
Doing customer service calls I run into some interesting names of the kind that makes you think WTH were their parents thinking?
Then again I wanted to give Sah-son a more unusual name. Not something strange, just something not in the top 20. However, I told his father if we had a boy, he could name him. He wanted either Danny or Tony (not Daniel or Anthony), and Tony got ruled out because his family would not have appreciated their grandson having the name of a mob boss.
Just as well we didn’t have a girl, because the name I picked would have given her the initials MFA, which kind of, sort of meant I would had named her after her father.
A point which everybody except my son’s father seemed to find amusing.
I hear what you are saying Sunny, and I should just cut my mother off. She upsets me every time I talk to her, not as badly as before but she still upsets me. When I first moved here, I didn’t realize it right away, but when I got off the phone with her I’d be rocking and crying with my hands on my head.
Now she is being nice to me because she has my niece to pick on.
Even there she upset me, because…
My niece finally got a job. She’s working as a waitress in a nice, popular restaurant and she is really doing well with tips. Her mother told her not to tell my mother how well she was doing. My niece ran her mouth and so my mother started charging her rent - $1200/month. Zero to $1200. Way to go mom, she’s getting herself back on her feet and you’re going to smack her with that. Why not start at $600? The HFH started at $100 and went to $500. I was paying $800. But she is going to make my niece pay $1200.
However, she is still my mother and somewhere in there I do love her and I feel sorry for her. There’s something in her that is broken. She’s mean, bitter, petty, and manipulative - and how can you not feel sorry for somebody who’s life is so miserable they are not happy unless then are hurting somebody else?
So I’m always torn between not ever wanting to see her again or not wanting to hurt her feelings.
It should be simple but it isn’t.
I feel for y’all that are packing and moving.
It’s a bitch.
I still have stuff I have to move, but getting the help to do it is that hard part. Not knowing what I can have anymore is a PITA too. I was supposed to get the furniture off the deck, but now she is keeping that. I was supposed to get the dresser than had been in my room, now she is keeping that. I was supposed to get the silver, now she says she can’t find it and she thinks her ex-bf two bf’s back stole it, but that’s a lie. He’s been dead for over 15 years and I’ve seen it since then. Besides, he was many things but he wasn’t a thief.
Sah-son still has a bunch of stuff there he needs to move though.
There’s an old chest of drawers I want. It had been my uncle’s, he scratched his name into one of the drawers with a fishing hook. Then it was mine for years.
Anyway, packing and moving is a bitch. It’s hot, heavy, backbreaking labor and I don’t wish it on anybody.
I still have stuff upstairs that needs to be unpacked. There’s still stuff in the back of the truck that needs to be unloaded. Sah-son likes to keep it there so the groceries don’t slide forward.
I really need to get moving and get some stuff done around here.
But I’m getting a radio of my own. A friend was at a hamfest in Virginia and happened on a new-in-box Cushcraft antenna, which are normally upwards of $400, and an Icom 735, which is an excellent, easy-to-use radio that will do what I want it to do with no muss or fuss. He asked me if I wanted these items, and I said “of course!” because my momma didn’t raise no dummy and you don’t happen on good equipment cheap every day.
