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Showing posts with label #saturday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #saturday. Show all posts

Saturday, December 21

Wild nights

7:28 pm

There is some movie on I’m not paying attention to. Mike likes me to watch movies with him but he always picks some crime, cop, detective, mafia violent macho testosterone bullshit. I’m just not into that shit. The world is harsh enough in reality. Why subject yourself to more violence in your leisure time for entertainment? ( F that )

We went to Mike’s ex mother-in-law’s funeral this morning. He got along well with her. She was a sweet lady. We get along fine with Mike’s ex wife. I went mainly for my step kids.  The funeral drug on and on. It was pretty drug out and awful. I sat there kicking myself for telling Mike I’d go but then I was trapped in the pew and couldn’t escape. After that we took Mike’s mom home to her townhome in St. Charles. Her younger sister has Alzheimer’s and fell and broke her hip a week ago and is in the hospital. Annette and her other sister have been going to the hospital every day sitting with Ceal and feeding her. Annette is 81 and was exhausted from a long week so we didn’t stay long after we took her home. Then Mike and I went to our old favorite Mexican restaurant in Bartlett for lunch but it’s changed owners and it wasn’t nearly as good so I was really disappointed. At least I was able to eat normally without feeling sick after my rough last week and my gut, so that was good.
Tomorrow morning I’m going over to Algonquin to pick up a Buddha head statue and then I’m going to the grocery store to get stuff to make some goodies. Then I’m going to pack and get the guest room ready. Monday I’m going to Peoria and having a swim party with the kids then I’m bringing Vicki here Tuesday. Mike is working from home Tuesday so he’ll be here to help me get Vicki in the house with her wheelchair when I get home. We don’t have any wheelchair ramps. I’m going to line up some toys and things for her to do.

My ex husband has been seriously ill and gotten a big jolting scare about dying. He’s changed. I rarely ever see him but my daughters keep me informed. He’s finally come around and realized a lot of stuff. We can actually talk in a civil manner now. His mother, 85, has also been ill. I get along with her too. Funny how time heals old wounds. I wish them both well.

I’ve been doing some more cleaning, purging, organizing, reorganizing, decorating. Our house is smaller than the old house, less storage space and no basement. I want to remodel the kitchen. I want new wood floors to replace the vinyl in the kitchen and carpet in living room. I want a recessed electric fireplace on the main living room wall and the TV mounted above it. I want permanent stairs built in the garage going to the finished attic. I want to pay the house off in two years. I want to carry zero debt. I may live a long time but I want all my ends tied up when I’m gone. I don’t want to leave any shit behind for my family to deal with. I’ve had to go through that and won’t do it to my survivors. I’ve had a lot of time to think about it.

Saturday, December 7

Time of life

I tried a new kind of ground coffee in my percolator this morning, Dulce De Leche. It’s okay. My sister gave it to me a few months ago and I hadn’t tried it. So-so.

We are driving down to Peoria this morning to attend a Christmas family decorating party at my sister Vicki’s group home for handicapped women. Parking at the house is tight and aside from the residents’s rooms the house doesn’t have much space for visitors but Vicki will be happy to see us. I think my sister Sallie is coming too.

I’m still fighting  and feeling weary of my congestion and horrid coughing attacks. It makes me so tired, depressed and sick of it I don’t feel like doing much of anything. We had talked about going swimming in the big pool here at our main lodge in Sun City last night but when Mike got home I didn’t feel like going at all. Had I made myself go I might have felt better. The steam from the sauna and hot tub would have probably been good for me.

Since September I’ve had 3 different antibiotics and 3 separate rounds of prednisone for this. It just comes back....SO I’m just dealing with it.

I’m giving the grandkids money for Christmas. Most of them are big enough to have their own tastes and likes. Their moms can help them choose. No sense in me shopping and buying stuff they don’t want or like. My youngest daughter has miscarried twins so that was a sad thing the last couple weeks. I think she’s doing better now. They already have the three little boys who are a hand full to keep on track. 

I’ve been doing ancestry search lately and discovering some cool things. My DNA analysis should be completed soon. It looks like most of my ancestors came from Gloucestershire and Derbyshire areas in England. Not a big surprise but still pretty fascinating to uncover facts about ancestors from the 17 and 1800s. I want to do this research and pass it on to my tribe.

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking and evaluating my life lately. It occurs to me that I have a lot of friends and old friends who are kind of leeches. I’ve realized it’s always me who makes the contact, communication, invitation, the effort. A few of them claim they’re plagued by “ panic attacks” and afraid to drive very far and are insecure about extending invitations. Well Jesus, we’re not dorky kids anymore. When you’re 60 that’s a dumbass assed lame excuse. I’m just fed up with the emotional vampires and users. These people will occasionally text about they miss you, we’ve got to get together but it’s always left for me to make the arrangements, do the driving, make the effort. Fuck that. I wish them well but I’m moving on. I want to surround myself only with good people who truly care and aren’t selfish users. Yes I’m getting more pragmatic and crusty in my old age. I will move forward with my family tribe and a very few rare jewels of friends.

I have to go throw some stuff in a bag. We’re staying over night in Peoria after we leave Vicki’s house. I have to pack my nebulizer and sinus flush water pik. I am higher maintenance now. Four years ago I was just getting out of the hospital at Loyola in Maywood after having been there for two weeks for the stem cell transplant. When I left the hospital I had to go to a nearby hotel for a week and come back to the hospital every day for check ups. When I finally was released to go back home I had to be in isolation for a few months or wear a mask if I went out in public and be very careful about germ exposure.....I guess I AM WAAAAY better off now considering everything!

Saturday, November 30

Put your bright light on and shine!

6:17 Saturday

Today is supposed to be a rainy, windy day switching over to snow tomorrow. Some friends are supposed to stop by this morning and we’re supposed to go see my mother-in-law Annette in St. Charles. She’s still living by herself even though there have been concerns for some time. I just keep my mouth shut and let her kids deal with it. She shouldn’t be living alone.

Today I’m feeling a little better and more clear with less congestion and coughing. I took two short naps yesterday, used my nebulizer three times and flushed my sinuses with salt water with the water pik three times. Crazy but whatever works...At least I haven’t had full blown pneumonia.

I did go out to Costco, filled up with gas and went to Walmart. There was a lot of suburban Black Friday shopping crowds and traffic. I hate both crowds and traffic so I just got my few needed things and got the hell back home. Being congested, walking around in those big stores made me more wheezey and weak feeling.The last several days since Tuesday I’ve felt weak in the legs. I felt like I’d caught some virus Tuesday night as I felt SUPER creepy shitty, bad chills and a fever. Who the f knows? Feeling better and clearer today and legs feel better. 

I’m concerned about both my daughters and am praying things resolve and improve. I hadn’t seen my sons in a while. On Thanksgiving they looked healthy and happy. I hugged them tight and held on to them a couple times. This has been a long bumpy winding road with my tribe.

I have backed way off social media for a number of reasons. Hacking, scams, way too much marketing and charity begging, waaaaay too much bragging, fighting, drama, political conflict, too much fake news and let’s not forget the Russian meddling are just TOO much to tolerate any longer.  So F it. I subscribe to Apple news and can read the Washington Post, New York Times, Chicago Trib and tons of other newspapers and magazines. I watch CNN News, Anderson Cooper and ABC 7 TV news. Sometimes too much news is stressful itself. I have books on my Kindle App and Audible to get to. 

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