I'm willing to share small tidbits of me. Who I am. What I experience. Why I do what I do. Just ramdom thoughts from me. Enjoy!
Who?
Name::Random me From::California, United States
I am a wife and mother of two boys. I work full-time in the electronics industry. It took me 6 years to graduate college (no, I'm not embarrassed-I finished, Dammit!) SJSU class of 1990. I love to cook, because I love good food. I'll pass on sweets, but will eat something with garlic or onion in a minute. I HATE cheese, except Mozzerella on pizza-and that has to be combination pizza. I hate chick flicks, but love a good thriller. My husband and I are real estate investors on the side. View my complete profile
You know that sinking feeling you have when your car breaks down on the interstate or turnpike... in the middle of nowhere, like say, YeeHaw Junction, Florida... and the nearest exit is no less than 11 miles either behind or ahead of you? (dont laugh, this happened to me)
...Or that feeling of arriving to the airport for the only flight out they have for a quick 4 day trip to Costa Rica and realizing you left your passport at home... over an hour away?
...or that feeling you get when you go to, oh let's say, a ummmm... cock fight for the first time, at like, 3am and the cops raid the joint and you dont "belong" but everyone else does?
...or that out of control feeling you have when a drunken, unreasonable friend or relative wakes you up at 4 am with some of the weirdest shit? You cant reason with them. They dont make any sense. They're falling all over the place. They spit when they talk. ..and they just "love you, maaaaannnn!" They frustrate you. You just wanna go back to sleep. You could care less if they sleep on the train tracks...
You knowwww!! That "life sucks and I have absolutely no way of making it 'un-suck' for the moment". That life-sucking force, that helplessness that makes you say in your mind "I am so screwed and there's no where for me to go"?
Ok, so combine alllllllllll that and realize that's how spending time with Aunt Frankie feels. Seriously, you feel minutes of your life ticking away - and at the time, you are realizing (even saying to yourself) "these are moments that I can never get back" when you are with her - even if it's a day when you would have otherwise been at home with absolutely nothing to do and bored out of your damn mind.
She's already been kicked out of one care home for being "demanding, unreasonable and condescending". She's really testing the patience of the second home she's in. I would not be surprised if at some point in the next 30-60 days, they ask us to pack her shit and get her the hell out of there. She went through 7 or 8 (I lost count) in home care-givers in my first year of helping care for her. She's quite ridiculous!
I'm not sure if it's a good thing or a bad thing that the "life sucking force" is not as strong as it used to be. I remember it as a kid when my parents made us spend weekends with her. (WTF was wrong with them? UGH) My brother and I would make up songs when she left us in the car in the parking lot at the horse races. I cant remember all the words, but one of them started: I want my Daddy.. I want him so badly... I want my Mommy.. So she can feed me...
Pitiful, huh? Today, after being forced to spend so much time in "Frankie-dom" my parents now realize they were wrong to make us spend any time with her when we were growing up. They had no idea of the level of "ridiculousity"
My pain in the ass next door neighbors moved out on the 31st! I was so excited I just had to take a snapshot of the moving van. My husband mentioned that they were moving out about a month ago, but until I saw evidence, I couldn't believe it.
It was a wonderful day in the neighborhood when they left - it was like a cloud was lifted. Remember that black & white scene in the Wizard of Oz, when the tornado picks up the house with Dorothy and Toto and whips it around and random cows are flying and that wicked ugly lady rides (Miss Gulch) by on her bike? It was utter chaos! Yea, well... When they were here, we were all caught up in the chaos of their existance to all of us. Everyone stayed in their homes and neighbors stopped socializing. Kids didn't even play on the street. When I'd pull up in my car, I'd pull straight into the garage and close the door behind me so that none of them would bother me with bizarre stories or ask to borrow something...
Ok, now remember right after that scene when the house lands and Dorothy opens the door and everything is in TechniColor and all the Munchkins in Munchkinland come out of their houses to celebrate?
We'll Saturday was "TechniColor" day and we're "Munchkins" in "Munchkinland". Neighbors were outdoors in front of their homes. Kids were riding bikes, my husband and the kids washed three of our cars right in front of our very house without someone asking to borrow a plunger, toilet paper, ten dollars, kool-aid AND sugar or seeing someone totally wasted off of God knows what. My husband said, you could actually hear birds singing. Funny, it was like the birds either went away or just lost their voice for the last two years.
We have the new neighbors moving in already. We plan on formally introducing ourselves in the next day or two and checking them out. I have no shame in telling them what we absolutely HATED about their predecessors. I'll let them know up from, "Don't ask to borrow nuthin'"