My only day to relax...
It's Sunday and I planned on doing absolutely NOTHING today, and that's just about what I did. I woke up around 9, ate, watched Dead Man's Chest (Johnny Depp is absolutely hawt) with my kid, Mary, and Mary's boyfriend, Blue, and I dozed during the movie. Around noon, I decided it was time to shower and dress for the day, I worked on Christmas card stuff, played some WoW, watched a sneak peek at the new HP movie, tried to watch Christmas with the Kranks, but Alex got bored (and the book is better, thought I'm not a fan of John Grisham), so here I am.
Hopefully when I get to Tennessee, I'll be able to relax. I had a dreadfully dramatic quarter, and it started over the summer. My mom and sister came for a visit, and my mom had a horrid cough. When she got home, it got worse, and after weeks of being told it was all sinus related, she finally found a new doctor and discovered it was what I had suspected: pneumonia. They almost hospitalized her, but didn't need to. During all the testing, they found a black spot on her lungs, so it turns out she has the beginning of emphysema. The notion that she might have to tug an oxygen tank behind her scared her out of smoking, and she quit cold turkey.
While my mom and sister were visiting, we got a phone call from our oldest daughter, who was living in Nashville with her mom, letting us know that she's pregnant. Her mother and everyone else around her lectured her, and advised her what she should do, when they should have just hugged her and said, "I love and I'm here for you." We couldn't hug her, and it wasn't enough to tell her over the phone "We love and we're here for you." That's all she needed to hear. We don't trust her fiance either.
After my mom got better, my brother got news that his spleen is 5 times larger than a normal spleen. They still haven't determined why, or even if that's normal for him, but they did find, after weeks of testing, that he had gall stones and his gall bladder stopped working. He had surgery a few days ago to remove it.
Michael's businesses weren't doing as well as we would like, and after all of the other drama, we decided that Tennessee is where we need to be. He and the babies left on the 7th, passed the truck carrying our stuff somewhere in Arizona, and then, whaddya know? More drama!
Turns out he started having problems with our Jimmy in New Mexico. We have good friends in Oklahoma, and he was able to nurse the truck to their house. I'm relieved that he made it somewhere I know my babies will be taken care of. They have a little girl who is our little girl's best friend. I'm glad they got to see each other because we didn't think they would. He's done some work on the truck, guided by my dad over the phone, and intends to nurse her into Memphis tomorrow morning. Once they're at my folks', he and my dad will start getting the Jimmy up and running.
Alex and I plan to leave on Sun. the 17th. I have those stinkin' boxes to ship out and the converter boxes to return yet. Then, I have to figure out how to stuff everything else, including my daughter, into that little car (no chance of strapping her to the hood and trying to pass her off as a deer). I'll figure it out. Mary and Blue have offered their garage for anything I can't take with me, and they'll ship it out. Leave it to a move like this to let you know who your real friends are, right?
I went to check the mail yesterday, and the new resident was there. It was weird to knock on my own door. The good thing is, we know him and he's a cat person, so he's keeping Suki and Puck. Yay! But he did tell me last night that Suki will have nothing to do with him. She knows who momma is, and I told him he's going to take some getting used to. She'll be fine.
Okay, Alex is nagging me to go rent some movies. Damanding little teeny-bopper, that girl. The next two weeks will be quite the adventure with her.
Trying to get into the holiday spirit...
So!
Hopefully when I get to Tennessee, I'll be able to relax. I had a dreadfully dramatic quarter, and it started over the summer. My mom and sister came for a visit, and my mom had a horrid cough. When she got home, it got worse, and after weeks of being told it was all sinus related, she finally found a new doctor and discovered it was what I had suspected: pneumonia. They almost hospitalized her, but didn't need to. During all the testing, they found a black spot on her lungs, so it turns out she has the beginning of emphysema. The notion that she might have to tug an oxygen tank behind her scared her out of smoking, and she quit cold turkey.
While my mom and sister were visiting, we got a phone call from our oldest daughter, who was living in Nashville with her mom, letting us know that she's pregnant. Her mother and everyone else around her lectured her, and advised her what she should do, when they should have just hugged her and said, "I love and I'm here for you." We couldn't hug her, and it wasn't enough to tell her over the phone "We love and we're here for you." That's all she needed to hear. We don't trust her fiance either.
After my mom got better, my brother got news that his spleen is 5 times larger than a normal spleen. They still haven't determined why, or even if that's normal for him, but they did find, after weeks of testing, that he had gall stones and his gall bladder stopped working. He had surgery a few days ago to remove it.
Michael's businesses weren't doing as well as we would like, and after all of the other drama, we decided that Tennessee is where we need to be. He and the babies left on the 7th, passed the truck carrying our stuff somewhere in Arizona, and then, whaddya know? More drama!
Turns out he started having problems with our Jimmy in New Mexico. We have good friends in Oklahoma, and he was able to nurse the truck to their house. I'm relieved that he made it somewhere I know my babies will be taken care of. They have a little girl who is our little girl's best friend. I'm glad they got to see each other because we didn't think they would. He's done some work on the truck, guided by my dad over the phone, and intends to nurse her into Memphis tomorrow morning. Once they're at my folks', he and my dad will start getting the Jimmy up and running.
Alex and I plan to leave on Sun. the 17th. I have those stinkin' boxes to ship out and the converter boxes to return yet. Then, I have to figure out how to stuff everything else, including my daughter, into that little car (no chance of strapping her to the hood and trying to pass her off as a deer). I'll figure it out. Mary and Blue have offered their garage for anything I can't take with me, and they'll ship it out. Leave it to a move like this to let you know who your real friends are, right?
I went to check the mail yesterday, and the new resident was there. It was weird to knock on my own door. The good thing is, we know him and he's a cat person, so he's keeping Suki and Puck. Yay! But he did tell me last night that Suki will have nothing to do with him. She knows who momma is, and I told him he's going to take some getting used to. She'll be fine.
Okay, Alex is nagging me to go rent some movies. Damanding little teeny-bopper, that girl. The next two weeks will be quite the adventure with her.
Trying to get into the holiday spirit...
So!
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