...seems to be rearing it's head in our house.
More accurate description is desperate confusion.
Evelyn...my mother in law is not doing well. She has some dementia...great in the moment...moment doesn't stick. She knows she doesn't remember. Frustrates the crap out of her.
There is a visiting doc who comes. Big problem...congestive heart stuff. She's taking blood pressure meds...theoretically.
She's having problems breathing when she moves around. It scares her.
We're not sure what to do.
We're all scared.
Friday, June 17, 2016
Friday, May 27, 2016
Saturday, May 14, 2016
Marriage...
It's hard.
We're brought up on fairy tales. We'll meet The One and everything will fall into place.
Rescue fantasies? They just don't happen to women.
We're brought up on fairy tales. We'll meet The One and everything will fall into place.
Rescue fantasies? They just don't happen to women.
Sunday, May 1, 2016
I got lost...
...and what was I thinking?
My husband at the time..we met doing theater. He started as an actor...way better director.
Looking back...I think we both had romantic rescues in our head.
Best thing about our marriage was my son. He got to do things with him he never got to do as a kid...Boy Scouts...flag football...Boy Scout camp. Doing things with my son gave him the childhood stuff he never had.
My son was wrestling and he went to every meet he could. He spent a lot of time sitting in gyms...calling me to update on the stats.
What was I thinking?
I was thinking I wanted to make him happy.
My son got older.
Husband was stuck with me.
He talked to himself out the back screen door every night.
I guess we had nothing in common anymore.
I pulled the plug.
In the interim...I found the person who would treat me as crappily as I felt appropriate. He did a good job. Fantastic job actually.
What was I thinking?
I wasn't.
Present day...my theater husband is happily married to the woman of his dreams.
...and that makes me supremely happy.
And I...
...cannot imagine a day without my Bob. My hardworking man.
My husband at the time..we met doing theater. He started as an actor...way better director.
Looking back...I think we both had romantic rescues in our head.
Best thing about our marriage was my son. He got to do things with him he never got to do as a kid...Boy Scouts...flag football...Boy Scout camp. Doing things with my son gave him the childhood stuff he never had.
My son was wrestling and he went to every meet he could. He spent a lot of time sitting in gyms...calling me to update on the stats.
What was I thinking?
I was thinking I wanted to make him happy.
My son got older.
Husband was stuck with me.
He talked to himself out the back screen door every night.
I guess we had nothing in common anymore.
I pulled the plug.
In the interim...I found the person who would treat me as crappily as I felt appropriate. He did a good job. Fantastic job actually.
What was I thinking?
I wasn't.
Present day...my theater husband is happily married to the woman of his dreams.
...and that makes me supremely happy.
And I...
...cannot imagine a day without my Bob. My hardworking man.
Friday, April 29, 2016
I wonder...
...do I want more readers?
As I've said...it's kind of my diary.
Putting it in public...kind of like asking for validation.
As I've said...it's kind of my diary.
Putting it in public...kind of like asking for validation.
Thursday, April 28, 2016
Tuesday, April 26, 2016
Yeah!
...a raise!
Have to say...my $.43 an hour raise probably the biggest since I've been in my job.
I've been with the company almost fifteen years.
Yeah...I am fabulous...as are the women I work with.
We are the bread and butter of the company.
They should be treating us better.
Have to say...my $.43 an hour raise probably the biggest since I've been in my job.
I've been with the company almost fifteen years.
Yeah...I am fabulous...as are the women I work with.
We are the bread and butter of the company.
They should be treating us better.
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