update

I haven’t felt like posting in a good while.

I’m working again finally, but it’s hard physically. Taking on midnight to 8am with a 6am till 2pmish each weekend day is hard on the body. When we get moved, I’m never throwing newspapers again. That’s a promise both Steve and I are making.

Geoffrey has taken both his ACT and SAT now. He really wants to go to the University of Chicago or the University of Indiana Bloomington – it’s hard to get behind that when my kid won’t tie his shoes or learn to drive. I just say nothing and try to encourage him to take on the least amount of debt possible. He’s a good kid. I expect he’ll be fine where ever he goes to college.

Our new dog, Scotty has fit in like a charm. He’s a little clown and the perfect companion for Rory. Steve calls him Scotty Wotty and the little dog just dances!

Cox is buying out my pension and we plan to move to NC with the money we get. It will be small and simple but hopefully no payment and a bit of land. That will free Steve up to fix this house to sell, and in the end, maybe we’ll get a small rental out of the deal. We can hope 🙂

That’s about all that’s happening on a big scale and the small stuff is just that – small.

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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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