The Freakiness of Life

When I was in high school...I had 2 friends named Nancy also.  We were The 3 Nancys... Nancy D, Nancy G, Nancy P.

I was with Nancy G when she met Jim, the guy that would become her first husband.  Later on, when my husband went off to school, Nancy G helped me get a summer job at the law office she worked at.  It was during a time when I was reading ppl's thoughts. It was nothing I tried to do.  Something would just pop in my head out of the blue, I would say it out loud and inevitably the person near me would be flabbergasted that I had just repeated what they were thinking. When I did that to Nancy she would get creeped out and tell me to quit it.

Fast forward to years later...about 7.  Back from Arkansas, husband was drying out from drug addiction...I contacted Nancy to help me file bankruptcy papers. She admitted to me she had tried to commit suicide. She couldn't take the financial stress of her husband starting his own company.

I moved off to another part of the state a year later and she and I lost touch.  We had our separate trials. 16 years pass, I move back to NE Ohio.  I read on my HS class FB page that Nancy died suddenly. I had heard the year before that she and Jim had divorced.  But I found out in her obituary that she had remarried. But here is where it gets creepy: she was living 4 houses down the street from me and owned the exact same SUV as me, color and all.

AND the pastor of the church I was attending when she helped me file for bankruptcy, officiated her funeral.

I had this friend Benny.  He and I lost track  about the time I lost touch with Nancy. Benny was a dog.  He had tried to convince me to leave my ex when he was drying out from the addiction. I had heard Benny moved off to Florida. My oldest sister informed me this evening that he is now at the nursing and rehabilitation home where she works...he has throat cancer.  I am torn as to whether or not I should visit him.

I lost connections with so many ppl.

Raise the Roof

Had that horrible high wind storm that lingered for over 24 hours. 

It tore a pile of shingles off my roof.  Mostly off my garage roof.  Even though there is 3 layers of shingles, you can see where the shingles came off.  I had to file a claim and the adjustor visited.  He said I need a new roof but I won't know for about a month how much the insurance will offer to pay.  Yay.

I told one of my friends I am praying for a fence and a man.  Fence first.  I have my priorities straight.

Today the temps were in the single digits and I have been freezing for 2 days.  Today I just didn't have the patience to deal with the cold.  I think Lucy gave up her patience with it weeks ago.

I got my dishwasher replace and got some things moved out of my basement...stuff that was left behind.

I have things to do in the next few weeks that I do not want to do.  Work stuff.  Nothing difficult, just takes time and I am whining.  How lazy can one get?  This is my winter whine.  My Iced Whine.

I have projects a mile long for myself for my summer break.  I know what I want to do with my front garden.  I think an English garden would look nice.  It will be a lot of work.  Not sure I am up to the task but this is not the right time of year to judge my motivation level.  Winters are not good.

Douche had out son message me to tell me he needed me to take my name off the joint savings account I agreed to let him leave open when we divorced because there was a charge card attached to it and he didn't want to close it out, yet.  I told him I didn't know the account number so he would have to have them send me something to sign or whatever I needed to do.  I told him I was just an authorized user of the credit card so all he had to do was have me unauthorized. 

I figured today I would call the bank and speak to them myself.  I thought I would log into that account to see if I could find a an account number.  But I couldn't.  He changed the password.  This, of course, meant that I would have to call him.  ugh.  I asked him if he had closed the account.  He said he was having the bank send me a form to fill out but I would have to have it notarized...like that is a huge deal.  I then asked him if he changed the password.  He said he just did it that morning.  Riiiiggghht.  I don't care.  The money in it was his.  However, I have never been unfair with him or taken what wasn't mine and he knows this.   I just would like to know that my name is no longer on the account.