*ticks off on fingers*
Jan. 23rd, 2003 01:15 pmAl Hirschfeld
Bob Malden
Nell Carter
You'll have to forgive me if I get the names wrong - I can't consult stiffs.com to confirm spellings. (And it is Bill Malden? I dunno.)
I'm weary. I left the ATM card on top of the car this morning when I got gas and discovered it was missing when I opened my wallet to get coffee two hours and 45 miles later.
Control, the pattern is FULL.
Called the bank...which I truly hate to do now, because every time I step out of "perfect" mode, they bitch-slap me with something new. So far, they only canceled the card and re-issued it. I'll be without it 3-5 business days.
This whole thing with Jim's Mom really wears on me - because with that older brother (the one on the
v_white_board), if she doesn't get "well," it will be someone's fault.
Well, duh. It'll be HERS.
What I plan to do (and yes, it's ME talking here) is make sure from my POV that all avenues are explored, the best treatment plan is drawn up - present it - and....
Walk away. Run, if need be. I know a tar baby when I see one.
I have one son who wants to run things (into the ground, BTW), one who is so hands-off nothing is accomplished and my husband, who wasn't in the loop until three weeks ago. And their aunt, who is on the ground and has taken on the care of her sister.
She, I can deal with.
I will help if I can. I will not offer what I can't legitimately provide and keep the two of us comfortably afloat. Our plates are nearly full as it is. We MUST move. We MUST provide for ourselves.
And this woman is so entrenched with her depression I'm not sure how anyone will budge her out of it. It's a decade old.
*sigh* It might not be possible to do anything but accept the inevitable, neh?
That SOB accused me to doing Jim's thinking for him. AS IF. Okay. I do a lot of thinking. I do details better. I have more education and experience. I also usually better prepared and less likely to be drawn into a pissing contest. Cock. Hrmph. Can't stand to be bested by a woman, can he? Or something. GAH why do I care?
Ground. Center. Prioritize. Distance.
*breathe*
Food. Oh, yeah. Time for lunch!
Fuggit. I'm getting pho.
Bob Malden
Nell Carter
You'll have to forgive me if I get the names wrong - I can't consult stiffs.com to confirm spellings. (And it is Bill Malden? I dunno.)
I'm weary. I left the ATM card on top of the car this morning when I got gas and discovered it was missing when I opened my wallet to get coffee two hours and 45 miles later.
Control, the pattern is FULL.
Called the bank...which I truly hate to do now, because every time I step out of "perfect" mode, they bitch-slap me with something new. So far, they only canceled the card and re-issued it. I'll be without it 3-5 business days.
This whole thing with Jim's Mom really wears on me - because with that older brother (the one on the
Well, duh. It'll be HERS.
What I plan to do (and yes, it's ME talking here) is make sure from my POV that all avenues are explored, the best treatment plan is drawn up - present it - and....
Walk away. Run, if need be. I know a tar baby when I see one.
I have one son who wants to run things (into the ground, BTW), one who is so hands-off nothing is accomplished and my husband, who wasn't in the loop until three weeks ago. And their aunt, who is on the ground and has taken on the care of her sister.
She, I can deal with.
I will help if I can. I will not offer what I can't legitimately provide and keep the two of us comfortably afloat. Our plates are nearly full as it is. We MUST move. We MUST provide for ourselves.
And this woman is so entrenched with her depression I'm not sure how anyone will budge her out of it. It's a decade old.
*sigh* It might not be possible to do anything but accept the inevitable, neh?
That SOB accused me to doing Jim's thinking for him. AS IF. Okay. I do a lot of thinking. I do details better. I have more education and experience. I also usually better prepared and less likely to be drawn into a pissing contest. Cock. Hrmph. Can't stand to be bested by a woman, can he? Or something. GAH why do I care?
Ground. Center. Prioritize. Distance.
*breathe*
Food. Oh, yeah. Time for lunch!
Fuggit. I'm getting pho.
mmmmm pho....
Date: 2003-01-23 01:44 pm (UTC)you are an amazingly strong woman!!!
Re: mmmmm pho....
Date: 2003-01-24 03:54 pm (UTC)But I'll take the strokes. Boy, do they feel good!
(Thanks...I'll be in San Ramon the 1st - )
Re: mmmmm pho....
Date: 2003-01-25 11:47 am (UTC)