Sunday, June 25, 2017

Time Flies

Time Flies.  An ancient breed of insect that most people try to ignore.  Time flies will land on your life and feed off of your time.  People use anti-aging creams, little blue pills, mid-life crisis, hair dye, and botox to recapture youth in an attempt to kill the time flies but nothing has proven successful.

I seem to encourage the time flies by piling up a lot of wasted time.  It seems that way.  I look back on what I have done with my life and, while I did not accomplish what I thought I was going to accomplish when I was in my hopefilled 20's, I have accomplished quite a bit.  It all depends what you measure accomplishment with...is it a career measuring stick, a general life measuring stick, a volunteer measuring stick?  If I use the general life measuring stick it all looks pretty good.  If I use the career measuring stick, though, it is discouraging.

I have thought that if I had had a life plan and followed it, I would be in a better position in life right now.  But I just took life as it comes and jumped into whatever I felt I should do at the time.  My life has meandered off the course I had once had in my head.  I am at a place where I know I should take my own advice and plan a course and follow it.  Some plans have been made and I am working on them...or am I?

I was contemplating the Intervention Specialist certification but I figured it would take too long and cost too much money.  Then, the college I take my professional development classes from that helps me keep my license updated, sent me an email announcing their Intervention Specialist program that was only 6 classes in a year and then I could get my certification.  I still was not sure.  I prayed about it and it just seemed like I should go for it.  So, I have been doing that.  Now, I am fence sitting again...about my next move.

Just like whether or not I am ready for, or want, a new relationship.  I want to be in love.  I want to be loved.  Yet, I am kind of enjoying my aloneness to a certain extent.  I am enjoying only having to take care of me.    I am also learning to not keep buying things for my kids that they say that they need or want.  I need to take care of my own finances.  My kids are just as financially well off as I am.  My son and DIL need to figure things out better.  They have the money to cover everything but seem to spend a lot of it eating out.  I pointed them towards the lower priced grocery stores and told them, "buy it and cook it.  You won't gain so much weight but your bank account will grow fatter."  Since my son has been on a weird work schedule, I know he is eating a lot of fast food.  She could help that situation more...but she doesn't.

I went to see my daughter last night after she got off work.  Jordan was working over night.  I took our favorite thin crust pizza, her pint of almond milk ice cream, her favorite bread sticks and sauce, plus a six pack of Redd's blueberry ale.  She pigged out!  I ate more than I should have but we had a nice evening out on her balcony.  We talked about a lot of things.  I let her talk about the relationship with Jordan.  I only added words of caution with encouragement.  I basically told her to proceed with caution...things could work out...they have just seriously started working on this.  Time will tell.  I know she is most worried of ending up staying in a relationship she should have abandoned.

I, on the other hand, am going to make a concerted effort NOT to worry about my lack of relationship.  As long as nothing majorly negative turns up for me healthwise, or some life ending event does not rear its ugly head in front of me, I have quite a few years ahead of me and have time to meet someone...or not.  It will be what it will be.  I just need to make the best out of what I have.

So, having said that...I have a 'to do' list and plan on getting some of that stuff done on my list.  If I can stick to a schedule, I should be able to finish it all over my vacation time and still have days and hours left to relax and enjoy myself.

Saturday, June 24, 2017

Patient Healing

I am the patient.  I am healing.  But to heal, I must be patient.  Now I know why the person that is healing is called a patient.  However, that is a presumptuous label.  I have forced myself to be patient.

I worked my arse off trying to get some things taken care of that I knew I would be unable to do anything about for a while.  I got the worst of the grass out of the rose garden so it would save it for a few weeks (I still have to go out there and really dig and clear more grass roots).  I had work things to take care of.  I turned my 8 page paper for my class into a 12 page paper but it was not my best work.  I needed those other 4 days to work on it and make it flow better and be more cohesive.  But, in the end, it did not get such a bad grade.

So, with the joined efforts (and vehicles) of Jordan, Bethany and I, we got her moved on the Sunday after her dad left (6/4).  The vanity was done (but not the chair).  I still have to paint, and recover the seat, of the vanity chair.  This will be done this week.  I did not have time to do the kitchen island.  I always have such ambitious plans for myself and I could probably do it all if I didn't have to sleep.  I will, hopefully, get to it at the end of this week, as well.

At the school employee conference, the head of the Family Academic Services department (under which my job falls) introduced me to the head of the Special Education department with the idea that she would talk to me about possibly working in her department starting this year.  Apparently I can get a temporary certification for Intervention Specialist while I finish my classes.  It would be like an internship because they would connect me with a training mentor and I would be closely guided through the job.  Supposedly.  I have heard from other IS personnel that were hired for the IS position that they felt as if they were thrown into the deep end of the pool and left to flail their way into learning how to swim on their own.  HOWEVER, I have the added bonus as having made some connections/relationships with some of the other IS personnel and I am in no way afraid to ask questions nor ask for help.  I have something to pray about and ponder.  On one hand, I know it would most likely be a great idea to get some experience and training this next year before I have to take my certification tests because it will help me pass those tests.  On the other hand, I do not want o necessarily go through a year of stress and upheaval again and would like to keep the job I have for one more year and have some room to relax somewhat. The job I have is pretty flexible  if I need to do something and  we have been given some training on how to arrange things in such a way as to make things easier.  I would like to use that training, however, there are pros and cons to both jobs and decisions.

My eye surgery went well.  I am pleased. The doctor said that once he removed the scar tissue, my retina smoothed back out and fell back into place and it did not look damaged like he expected.  I attribute this to lots of prayers from family and friends.  He inserted a small gas bubble just to make sure it did stay in place on that first day especially.  I had to lay face down for the first 8 hours then I could sleep on my side.  I was to do NOTHING...no housework, no reading, no computer...I could only watch TV.  Yippee.  I spent a lot of hours watching TEDtv and documentaries.  I was told that other people having this surgery have had to lay face down for DAYS.  yuck.  I was told during my first check up after 5 days that my eye is healing better and faster than expected.  The gas bubble still remains in the bottom of my eye...a small bit of bubble that is annoying.  I keep thinking I got something on the bottom of my eye glass lens.

I have spent my time also avoiding Scott.  It turns out that he says his job keeps him busy June-October and he is away most of that time.  This is not an ideal situation for me.  If I am going to invest in someone then they are going to be HERE.  I have had enough of separation relationships.  If I get into another relationship he is going to be HERE.  He does not have to be joined at my hip because that is not healthy either.  But I do not want to have to figure out how to take care of everything myself, again.  I want support and help.  I want to feel wanted.  I know I am going to have to 'adult' and let him know how I feel about this whole thing.  It is not nice to 'ghost' someone...as my daughter says it is called.  I will not just fade away.  Ppl need closure.

I have a lot of things to do in the next 5 weeks.  However, this week should be great weather wise so I should be able to get a lot of things marked off my bucket list.  I just hold my breath and hope that weather for the NEXT few weeks is just as good.  It will be what it will be.  But time to make a schedule and plan and stick to it.

I am finding some nice points to being here alone.  I do not have a trail of mess to clean up after someone else.  I can open the windows on these summer days and turn on ceiling fans and live with the summer warmth without anyone complaining.  AC is great if the day is hot AND humid or the outside temp gets about mid 80's.  My family lived for AC.  They ALL complained if I opened the windows and shut off the AC.  I do that in my car also...open the sunroof, the windows and let the natural air blow through.

I can also keep my fridge and cupboards snack and forbidden food free.  My cupboards look fairly empty and my fridge does too because I do not have left overs.  I cook what I need for one meal and that is it.  I have no chips or 'good for you' protein bars, no sugary things.  I have sugar free/low carb bread, peanut butter that has no salt, extremely small amt of sugar and carbs, salad, veggies, sugar free/no carb salad dressing, and meat that has to be cooked...not already cooked/sauced and full of preservatives.

I will use my grill for the first time tomorrow.  It is a massive thing that I do not need at this time.  However, perhaps once I move.  Yes, I am more sure than ever that I do want to move back up to NE Ohio next summer.  I will be more settled and comfortable.  HOWEVER, I am wondering what my daughter's living arrangement will be at that time.  She and Jordan have only been living together for 3 weeks and she is finding out his personality bears quite a few similarities to her father's.  He is insistent that his 'ideas' are the right ones, he lectures her on her diet (to the point that she is 'hiding' a pint of almond milk ice cream in my freezer) and will turn the stove down when she is cooking because he tells her it is too high of a temperature.  All of this is aggravating her.  I told her that they have a year to work on their issues and if things do not show signs of changing or do not get better in any way, if he is entrenched in this personality type, she needs to walk or she will be signing up for the same relationship I had for years. She says she is more than aware and will be willing to walk away in order to avoid my mistakes.  I grimace because I remember how upset she got when I was wigging out about how Jordan had gotten into my linen closet and straightened the towels, etc up in such an intricate state of folding and lining up and exact spacing that it was like Sleeping With the Enemy because I thought their dad had been here.  Jordan had even gone one step farther and organized my kitchen shelves.  She said it was no big deal.  I told her it was because 1) he didn't even know me, 2) her dad did that when he was upset with me, 3) his birthday is exactly one week after her dad's.  NOW she is beginning to see why I was so wigged out.  I hope he has an ability to change however, I am afraid he has too many mental issues because of his childhood.  His mom left him and his dad because she is bi-polar and is not good at taking meds.  She moved on to another guy, they had a child and she left him. She is now with another guy and they have a child (who has autism) and is on and off with her meds still.  Jordan's dad is not a positive emotional person.  He did a lot of things Bethany's dad did....criticize, ignore, long lectures, and, to feel like he was doing something for his son he would throw some money at him once in a while.  He basically gave Jordan the message that he never did anything right and he was a constant screw up.  And it HAS affected Jordan's mental and emotional state.  Just like Troy.  TJ may have fallen to the same mental and emotional fate as his dad but he had a mom that was there for him and encouraging and loving.  Bethany, however, has the problem I had after years with her dad...she becomes quickly defensive whenever anyone says anything that she perceives as critical and negative...even if it is just an observation or suggestion.  She has THAT to get over.

I do not want my daughter's heart broken but I would rather it happen at 22 than years later, if it has to happen.  She has more time to recover and find a better partner.  However, we will see how it plays out.

Patient healing.  Emphasis on PATIENT.

Friday, June 2, 2017

Go Peddle Crazy Somewhere Else

I helped Mr. Ex load up the furniture and such on Wednesday.  ALL heavy.  The truck bed was full, the trailer was full.  I looked at him and said, "now, I want you to admit it."
"What?"
"That you needed a trailer!"
"I could have gotten it all.."
"OH PLEASE!!!  Never mind...I am not having this discussion" and I went in the house.

I got us something to eat and he sat there and started telling me about some of his dates.  I got up from the table and went out into the kitchen.  He came out and started to pick it back up.  I held up my hand and I said, "You REALLY need to not talk so much.  You divorced me and so that you could date low lifes."  I will not continue with what all I told him because it makes me sound like a racist/bigot.  I was mad.  He actually did shut up and leave the room.

The hardest part was taking Max out to the truck.  He jumped up in the front seat.  I told Douche good bye and to make sure he took good care of Max...or else.

I was talking with my mom later when he interrupted with a call.  I thought,' oh no! Something happened!'  But...no.  He just wanted to TALK!  Will this man EVER go away?!?

I ended up not being able to go out with the new guy...Scott.  He ended up working over with the horses (they were taking off for Lexington to races the next morning, after all...I do not know why he insisted on making a date).  Then he asked me to meet him for breakfast before he left.  I reluctantly agreed because I did not want to jump and run in the morning.  It turns out he couldn't make that either.  His truck had a mechanical issue when he went to leave the horse farm the night before.  He took it into the mechanic as soon as he could in the morning and 2 hours and over $100 later it was fixed and he had to head straight to Lexington.  He won't be back for 10 days.  Which is fine considering the amount of work I have to do around here...

I have my class work to get done before the 13th...2 weeks early... because the 13 and 14th I will be at our school conferences.  The 15th I have my eye surgery.

It seems I am moving my daughter bit by bit over this next week.  AND I have a kitchen island to assemble for them.

My rose garden needs to get DONE! along with my sunroom needing to be taken care of so that I can enjoy it while I am convalescing.   I will sleep in on those days and enjoy it.

I helped Beth's bf move a dresser into the apartment (he is moved in already) and she was moving some boxes in. She disappeared into the bathroom.  Jordan finally checked on her and she was curled up in the bath tub.  The anxiety and reality of it all hit her.

Mr. Ex reported that Max has yet to eat anything. In the meantime,  back HERE, Jack finally ate some food tonight.  He and Lucy started to play around together.  AND I have not had to clean up one Jack puddle today.

Tomorrow...I have a vanity to paint, a chest of drawers to fix, a rose garden to work on.

Sunday...move the chest, a dresser, maybe the vanity.  Work on my homework.  Monday...work on the island, mow my lawn, do my job, do homework.
Tuesday, work on the island, clean my sunroom.
Wednesday...hopefully move the island..if not, it will wait until Friday.  I have work work to finish up in the meantime, along with a lot of classwork of my own.  I can do this!!!

I am NOT moving from here before next spring.  I need time to slowly clear it out.  I am not going to rush because I need a little calm.  As it is, I may be learning a new job this next year.  AND I MIGHT be working on a new relationship.  That is all I want to deal with.  It is more than enough.