It feels and smells so good outside! I love this time of year.
Category: Daily Life
Ramblings, often stream of conscious, journaling the events of my life.
From the mouths of babes
Dad: "Noah. I want you to close the bathroom door all the way [so that Evan can’t get in] then brush your teeth."
Noah: proceeds to start brushing his teeth.
Dad: "Noah, what did I say?"
Noah: "Close the door then brush my teeth."
Noah: Proceeds to start to brush teeth.
Dad: "What are you doing?!"
Noah: "Oh! Close the door."
Noah: Pushes door almost shut.
Dad: Pushes door open with finger.
Dad:"All the way!"
I live with the Marx Brothers.
You know you are getting old…
…when you turn down your birthday present for sleep.
From the mouths of babes
Everyone overslept this morning. The elementary school bell rings at 7:45.
Dad: "Noah! Wake up! It’s 7:35."
Noah, 10, bolting upright, very staccato: "Holy crap!"
Dad, wide eyed and thinking to himself: I’ll let that one slide on this occasion.
It was very surprising because Noah watches his tongue well around adults.
Returning to normalcy?
Ok. Normalcy and "our life" typically are not used in the same sentence. What has returned to our life is the daily in and out of getting people to and fro. That’s right! Fall break is over and the kids are back in school and in karate and in therapy and in student council and in art club and in scouts and in this and in that. And mom and dad are in the taxi service.
Action!
Hosting is in good shape so the websites are up, email is working, and our microphones (cells) should not have any technical difficulties until late Monday.
Camera!
Looks like we should have an Internet connection through the weekend. At 12:01am Monday or 12:01am Tuesday it might spudder out again unless I feed the monster more lettuce.
Lights!
Ok. Looks like the power is not going to get cut off! Now trying to save phone and Internet – my lifeblood.
When it rains…
Our house floods of course. I noticed this morning that we had a little water get into the downstairs at the non-distructive side of the trench. I knew that I had more digging to do to get back to the appropriate depth. Damage was minimal. Most water hugged the wall and exited through the garage
Moving on…
Yes. The first step is acceptance. I’m poor. So is most of the rest of the world. Life goes on. (sorta)
In the life goes on category, I decided not to cancel our camping trip this weekend. Already this year Noah has missed several camping trips that he deserved to attend. My problems should not impact the children’s normalcy. So, this weekend Noah, Tommy and I will join the boy scouts for some wilderness camping at Camp Pellissippi.
Today, Noah and I will be selling popcorn to raise money for the boy scouts outside of Butler & Bailey in Rocky Hill from 4pm to 6pm. If you are nearby, say hi. If you want, buy some popcorn. It is the best popcorn in the world!
Some thank yous are in order
First, I want to thank Carmen, Matt, Gabe and Abby for the wonderful birthday card and gift. I laughed. I cried. I plan to frame it!
I need thank those of you who answered my undignified desperate plea. I felt like I was on a telethon when I saw the responses! Feel like I should put a thermometer up showing where we are and the goal. You aid is being very helpful! We still have some uncomfortable decisions to make but at least we now have the option of making decisions. Thank you again! I will make it come around.
Being Poor is Exhausting
Stress and weariness got the better of me last night. I slept! I needed to put in 6 hours of work between midnight and 6am but I slept. At 6am I woke in a royal panick. Full out panic attack and lay in be helpless to move while I tried to refocus my thoughts, exercise controlled breathing and generally calm down to be in the moment.
Today is critical. I basically have to make a choice between finishing a project that may or may not result in a check. OR to visit some social services people to fill out paperwork all day in the hopes that they will help us somehow. We basically have to survive another week and a half on nothing. It will take about a week and a half to set up interviews and secure new work to hold me over until I can get a job.
Vehicles for sale
I have a 1997 Mercury Sable stationwagon with 111,000 miles (give or take) that does not run. It tries to turn over but won’t start. Maybe it just needs oil or maybe the engine is shot. The heat exchanger went bad and the car overheated several times. Two windows are stuck in the down position. If this car is of any value to someone as scrap, parts, smashup derby, electric conversion, or whatever, please make an offer. You would need to arrange it have it towed away. No liens. Title is clear.
I also have a 1981 Honda CM400C motorcycle. I am the third owner. It has 12-15000 miles on it. It has been down twice. Once by the previous owner in a low speed stop on wet grass. Once by me at under 10mph in a gas station parking lot. The only negative is it has been stored outside. As I have been told, the C stands for custom; apparently Honda bored the engine out to give it the displacement of a 600. You certainly cannot take a 600 off the line but on the interstate you can match speeds with a 600 at roughly the same RPMs. Great around the town cruiser. Needs new tires, cogs and chain, battery and steering head bearing.
Blogs are for begging
I was trying not to go here. There is a donation button in the sidebar. If anyone were ever feeling particularly generous, this is a good time to hit that button. If you do, attach a note:
- Get a real job then give me my money back.
- Donate this amount to another blogger in need as soon as you can.
- Interest! I say Interest!
- Keep it freeloader, but stop being a burden to society.
- My favorite charity is _____. Give it to them when you can.
Help is available but that becomes your job
We have power until Monday on a technicality. Apparently, so many people are getting their power cut off that the crew cannot get to us until Monday.
So there are organizations that try to help people through the difficult times but they have large, time consuming hoops to jump through. So your entire day becomes making phone calls, and visiting their offices with paperwork and more paperwork. So in the end, you may or may not get help and are exhausted having completed none of your real work. Guess I’ll program tonight while the world sleeps. Thank goodness I am not out of coffee.
I am tickled to learn about these services. Whether or not I end up using them is yet to be determined but when I am able, you can bet I’ll be donating to them!
