Otherwise known as WTF !?! Am in a Time Accelerator!!
I looked at my blog and realized I haven’t updated it in almost a month. That is bad… really, really bad! And yet, all I can do is a give a quick up date cuz things aren’t going to get any better for at LEAST a week!
So updates. Luke DID do a mental wake up call over the fight at school. In his last visit with his shrink he said he didn’t want his medication upped, even though I felt he needed it. Instead he wanted to try and have more self control. The shrink endorsed the effort and I announced I didn’t like it at ALL since I knew April was going to be super busy for me. So we’ve adopted some positive enforcement techniques that he’s been using to ignore the way his peers annoy him & get him out of his personal funks when he fails. And for the most part its been working a bit. Its definitely a long project.
And on the note of teens on “meds”… Tongue God couldn’t go with us to Coachella (Booooooo!!!!) because HIS daughter had a meltdown and between the shrink/meds/timing he just couldn’t leave her for the weekend even if left with family. He had ticket in hand and waited until the last minute in hopes she’d feel better.. but nope. He was almost as upset as me in not going. But promises next year. And plans on making it up to me. That might be rather delicious.
So while Coachella was as wonderful as always I didn’t get to proudly be that Cougar with two men on my arms for my 50th Birthday. But Sex God and I had more than our share of great fun and I’ll be blogging more details later… hopefully… I PROMISE! That week with him left our relationship rock solid and me in a blissful smiling state.
So this month has been an eye opener in long term finances. My brother had to evict my Dad and his wife from his house. They were WAAAAY too comfortable and putting off either moving back or moving to assisted living. My sister-in-law was close to going postal on my Dad’s wife who was resisting learning how to essentially “parent” her spouse, leaving it more & more up to them. I don’t know how long she’ll actually last in the “till death in sickness & health” part. But for now they are back in their home and we are not micro-managing how she’s adjusting or not adjusting.
Going with the boss/my mother to her accountant’s was also an eye opener for me. I knew the business wasn’t doing well and mostly supporting my salary was sucking the income away but didn’t realize how much and what those consequences might be. And then I get my paycheck for April and with a week out of it for vacation I asked her if NEXT year I could get a paid vacation instead of any raise. Ouch for me!
I managed to get my own taxes done juuuuust after Coachella and luckily paid less than $100. But I’m having more trouble than I’d hoped staying in my budget. Too many unexpected expenses keep popping up monthly. Sigh.. we will manage somehow, I’m sure & we’ll see what needs to change to do that.
My cousin and his donor sailed through the surgery and he seems to be doing well. The Minnesota funeral was fun seeing all the relatives. (see picture above) My mother’s feet swelled up on the flight there and stayed bad until on the flight out where we employed the “beer” strategy to get her own kidneys back up and running. Once home a little aspirin went a long way to helping her stop retaining water. She blames salty Minnesota food and I blame the airplane ride. Which is sad since we we’re off to a conference within a week and we’ll be able to test this theory as we’re heading back to the mid-west. On that last trip I noticed she NEVER drinks water. EVER. Well, maybe in taking medication but not with meals. Juice, soda or wine are her liquids. She claims she drinks water when she’s thirsty but is never thirsty. Right. *eye-roll*
The passports got sent in with lots of drama as I cannot find Conor’s birth certificate and I’m sure the Ex took it on the advice of some idiot or another that “I” shouldn’t have ALL the kids ID and he now cannot find it. Hopefully there will be no problem in processing them and we’ll have them by mid May. And if not we should have enough time to fix the problem. My brother and brother-in-law were ready to “have a talk” with my Ex when told the story of the passport difficulty. I would have actually enjoyed watching that, but it would stress the boys.
Luke came back from a visit/dinner with his Dad all worried that the two of them were growing distant. I then had a nice long talk explaining the non-social aspect of his father’s personality and that he will ALWAYS be the opposite of me when it comes to having a relationship with his children. Doesn’t mean he doesn’t love them, just that he doesn’t cultivate a positive relationship with them. I suggested he try more when he’s an adult and not to worry about it now as a teen.
My housesitter while I was at Coachella got to see the Ex and sent several texts to me saying, “Really? I cannot see you with that man!!” At which I laugh and say, “Well, why do you think I’m NOT with him!” Of course, she’s seen Sex God and in comparing the two, well, there is very little to compare!
Birthday dinner with my family was alright. I should have been sitting in the middle and not the end but frankly, after a week with my Sex God I was too mellow to give a shit about anything! lol. The family photo the next day was with a similar attitude and then the boys and I went to dinner at a coffee shop and had a blast laughing at Meme’s off the internet the whole meal. Then we went home and just continued the fun with me watching them wrestling around the floor taking turns wrapping themselves in the king sized memory foam topper like a burrito!
I realized I have a pretty good life. I may not have tons of money in the bank for retirement. I may not have a huge friend list to party with (although I do have an active social/sex life lol) I may not always be able to pay my bills or give my kids the clothes/treats/events I’d like to. But I love my kids and they love me. And we have so much fun in each others company we sometimes just don’t need others. I have an outlet for my love that grows my own feelings to want to share it with everyone, both in my kids and in my Sex God.
Surfin Sex God
My family may never understand me but they still like/love me. My extended family will NEVER understand me and may judge & frown but since I love myself so securely and I live in a world were I HAVE the freedom to be me I can just smile and love them anyway or ignore them!
So while my life is hectic and busy and fun and crazy… I love it. I love me. And I most of all, I love being 50.
Although I did get an offer from AARP membership in the mail yesterday.. durp!