Last month I decided to write a blog post about the one and only “mixed tape” that was ever made for me. Well, I say mixed tape but it was actually a CD; it was titled “So, I Made You A Mixed Tape” and was a gift from Paul a few months before our wedding. [...]
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Visa changes: A rambling rant
I don’t know if I’ve mentioned before what a massive gamble this new adventure of mine is. I’m leaving my job during one of the worst economic times in recent history; I’m saying goodbye to my house, my car, and most of my worldly possessions; and I’m destroying my finances and depleting my savings account [...]
Crap from a loser
When I was 20 I met my first boyfriend. I thought he was amazing! He told me how to dress and reminded me regularly that I was getting fat and that I wasn’t all that smart. He was friends with my brothers-in-law, my sisters seemed to like him, as did my friends. Well, the friends [...]
A public service announcement
This will be a short post—or rather, a short public service announcement—because I am using my Dad’s netbook as I am unable to get online with my own awesome laptop. Why can’t I get online? Because my parents got a new Internet service provider. And when the provider came over to set things up they [...]
Seeing spots
Somewhere in the midst of this cold I was hit with chills and pains. My whole body ached. My head was pounding. And I had an 11-year-old foster daughter to take care of so I couldn’t do what I’d normally do, which is to go to bed and stay there. But I couldn’t function with [...]
Grrr…
I have had one of those really crummy days where I just want to scream and throw a temper tantrum. It’s not one of those days where I am sad and upset about my lot in life; it’s not one of those days where I’m doubtful and frightened about my future. Instead, it’s one of [...]
Alarmed
I’m in the homeland this weekend, staying at my sister’s so that we can make blagenda. Sleeping arrangements are pretty simple when I’m here: Sis is in her room downstairs; my foster daughter bunks with my 13-year-old niece upstairs; my 11-year-old nephew is in his room upstairs; and I’m in the living room downstairs. This generally works just fine and I wake up with the sounds of children coming downstairs after the sun comes out.
That all changed last night, however.
Unhappily stressed
I’m really struggling this week. Actually, I’ve been struggling for a couple of weeks now. I’m sad and I feel quite helpless about it. I’m trying to cheer myself up but I can’t seem to manage it. I am pretty certain it’s just stress and worry; not depression. But I’m having trouble getting past it because it seems so many stresses have been accumulating and I don’t have an outlet for my stress these days.
However, writing down my thoughts and feelings help. And sadly that means you have to suffer my blue mood. (Alternatively, you can hit the back button on your browser in search for happier rubbish to read.)
Lessons of a new foster mommy; Part 1
It’s been nearly three weeks since the kid arrived and there’ve been loads of little lessons learned.
Here’s today’s lesson:
When you have a new foster placement, check through everything to ensure that there are not items that need to be returned to others.
A lunch break rant
So I’m reading the Puget Sound Business Journal whilst eating my lunch and there’s a section called “Online This Week” which shares selected news items* that were posted on their online edition in between weekly print editions. The first item was this: Fine for texting/driving: Too high? The three-sentence long piece noted that a Pemco [...]
