As promised

I swear I didn’t mean to make such a big wave by deactivating my Facebook page for 2 weeks. Didn’t I say it would be just 2 weeks? I have had more calls and emails from people wanting to know if I know what’s up with family members than you would believe. Then I had to laugh because I really don’t think the page was gone more than a day anyway because Geoffrey signed me in to make his spotify account work. Ces la vie.

Drama – freaking drama –

Steve and I have decided not to be facebook friends since he didn’t see most of my posts anyway. NO Autumn didn’t try to kill herself. She is abused badly and simply wants out but can’t leave until after the baby is born on the 29th. Light a candle, say a prayer – it’s her fifth and she’s gonna need all the strength she can muster. Sweet little girl might be 23/24 yrs old.

I missed Paula’s birthday – hope it was happy sweetie.

Apparently someone else has Kansas’s phone so he must be in the hole for something. I have tried and tried to get hold of the counselor and the warden but no luck. I swear the assholes are deliberately not calling me back.

On the BoA front, they called yesterday and want paperwork proving an old home equity loan was paid off – we should have that. They also want the paperwork on the loan Countrywide bought from Tucker Federal. It’s our fault a defunct bank didn’t close out their paperwork. Blah. Steve will handle this round of bullshit. At least they’ve moved on from scrtinizing me. We are still here so WHATEVER. They say we have to make arrangements with the State to make payments on the back taxes too – blood from turnips… I have no idea how we will do this. We are already behind on the utilities again.

Steve has to have his prostate biopsied in 12 places. It’s done by a springloaded machine. I would be terrified. He is not talking about it. He made a joke about having butt lube that was going to waste while we were walking around the walmart looking for bread. I guess he didn’t wipe up good after the exam lol. OhKAY.

I stepped on the litter catcher in the hall last night and lost my balance. I caught myself with my right arm and the pain was so bad I sobbed for 10 minutes. It shot through my shoulder and down the length of my arm. I almost couldn’t breathe. Dr. Andrews is sending me to a specialist to check out my xrays and I’ll be one step closer to an MRI. Damn medicaid makes getting care like a puzzle. I’m so thanklful she knows how to piece it together. I also have calcification in my right breast. I was told to have another mammogram in 6 months. She said not good enough. She wants me to see a specialist to get a period put on the end of the sentence. She won’t have me wait 6 months and have possible cancer start when she knows someone whos specializes in this and will make sure I’m fine now. I love this lady. She is so sharp. Oh yeah, MY numbers that indicated borderline diabetes went down. She gave me a high five. lol

Steve doesn’t want to be friends with Tammy because she reminds him of my girls. She’s got that disconnect that comes with bi-polar/adhd/etc and therefore I am guilty for getting us involved with someone flawed. I can’t win. It always goes back to me and my kids and how he has been badly treated blah blah blah BLAH WAH WAH WAHHHHH. pooh him. I’m as sick of hearing it as a person can be. My kids are a handfull but if he would stop comparing them to everyone else, and let them be, he could enjoy some moments. Yes there are some difficult moments, but all in all, the years have mellowed things. And the grands make it worth the effort.

Anyway…what else is there to say? I guess I’ll pop in and say something on FB soon. Since the page is there whether I say so or not. lol I’m fine. Life is chugging along. I’ve realized my gardening days may be moving back to containers on the deck because I can’t work it and neither can Steve. OH – I paid $3 for an organic pink grapefruit. Cut into it – it’s not pink. It’s ok I guess. I really wanted pink.

I am still making baby hats. They make me happy.

Ta!

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About Green Jean Granny

I believe in and practice positive living with a bit of a barb it seems. I love YARN, music, reading, history, and gemstones. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its beliefs. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a (not so) quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a nondenominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in The Republic of Congo, married to the son of a preacher, with 3 spoiled dogs and and an add on (my daughter's pit bull lives here for a bit while she hikes the Appalachian Trail. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative disc disease and fibromyalgia. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and diabetes and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow going. Our 10 kitties were rehomed by rescue after his stroke.
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5 Responses to As promised

  1. kathy says:

    People get so freaked out over dropping facebook, whether temporary or permanent. I’ve done it, others have done it. Sometimes it’s just easier to deactivate and step away for awhile……..it’s all good. I hope you continue to blog…..it can be wonderfully therapeutic. xxo

  2. I understand really. Poor little Sara uses it to talk with me and didn’t know where I’d gone. Kansas’s girlfriend can’t get hold of me. Mama can’t reach me or Andrea, or Chris. I guess I should stop the misery. The break has been nice though. I think I needed it. I’ve made 6 hats and read 2 books. I have 2 more books and a hat to go. Today I need to vacuume and take a walk. I need to get this weight off before I can’t ever loose it. I don’t know Kathy. Steve and I are doing better too. I think I’ll leave the page up, peek in to see if Sara needs me, and just read my books.

  3. kathy says:

    That sounds like a wonderful idea. Reading and knitting, with an occasional check-in. Do what nourishes you.

    Do you have an email address where these people in your life could email you, instead of facebook? Something you could check regularly, should they need to reach you. Just a thought….

  4. I updated bsm but family sends crap forwards so I didn’t give it to the children. Sara constantly sends me American Girl Doll Accessories for over $100 she wants. I knit her doll clothes instead and she is disappointed. I wish it was what she wanted. Oh well. Anyway. I love you. Everything is fine. I made myself a promise to stay off until after Vanessa’s visit and Steve’s biopsy. I’m holding to it. I have a nice little book called Crow-Girl to read and one called Healing Walks for Hard Times I want to actually finish and start it’s program for walking and exercise – 10 minute meditative walks to begin with. It sounds lovely. (((hugs))) Do you feel fall? I feel fall coming. We will have to buy wood but I’m ready.

    • kathy says:

      Oh yes, I’m feeling the shift. Our nights and mornings are cooler and it’s dark by 8:30. I love this time, so much. Love you, dear one.

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