We’re on “hold” from picking up kids from school which I guess means I just…wait for further notice? I’m quite nearby. It’s not a deal. But I'm camped out in the Kaladi's parking lot just chilling. Time to blog!
I wish things were not rift between E and K. I don't like being in the middle. I just want things to be okay. Can you tell I got coffee with E today? Yeah. I try to kind of keep my ears pricked up for any signs of dementia, but it's hard to tell because I just don't really get together with her that often. I need a rotating schedule of friends and family to keep an eye on. Just in case. E was super-sweet and talkative, but never remembers what I've been going to school for for the last few years (OT. It's OT. O.T.). But did get me a super-sweet tarot set for my birthday that I've been drooling over for years. She know me. We like that.
Otherwise I've gone to the gym, finished off two seasons of Survival of the Thickest while trying to sort out the maelstrom of chaos that is L's bedroom. When telling E that L is a bit of a hoarder she said, "Well, at least you can control children somewhat, but you can't really do that with an adult." And to that I say: no, the fuck you cannot control either. And I think that might (perhaps) be one of the underlying ideas that has caused friction in her relationship with K.
Bestie we cannot control even ourselves. And you can take that to the bank. Which will then be closed. Because who goes to banks anymore? What are you listening to me for?*
Still waiting. Hm. Okay, I have been directed that we need to facilitate my MIL and FIL moving to Texas. They have a plan that involves moving to a care facility there because they are realistic about the progression of ALS.
27 hours later...
Today has been all miscommunication and vague pushback. I'm getting misunderstood up, down and sideways today. From the front desk guy at the gym to the barista to S throwing away a damn vacuum right after I said, "I think we should hold onto both of them [the vacuums]." Yes, he did get it out of the dumpster. Yes, I did have a small meltdown about the coffee (but I can't really be a Karen, because I saw fear in the barista's eyes and who hasn't been there, really?). Yes, S did say L could go on a family bike ride with a neighbor friend and now I am kind of fucking anxious because that was, like, an hour ago! And where are they? I don't know. *sigh* What if we just moved so I don't have to deal with that particular problem anymore? No? Overreaction? Be normal, you say? Fine.
There's a bird party in my backyard due to the sheer amount of earth I've moved over the last couple of days. Enjoy, the worms, birds! L's not on their side. Pro-worm. Anti-bird. Those are the only politics she cares about.
The "summit" resulted in literally nothing happening (color me yellow, blue, and surprised!) except for I guess the leader of Russia got an eagle desk statue (woo I guess) and several sheets of paper with an agenda and menu (surprisingly mid) were included. No mention of Ukraine or peace so I guess that was never on the menu! Just...halibut.
Oh! I discovered this week that it's possible to use a cat brush like the one below on fabric couches to remove cat hair:
* Side note: not me spreading misinformation about characteristics of the lymphatic system's function. It doesn't help you process protein. Whoops. At least I know myself enough to look it the fuck up instead of doubling down.
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