Haven't posted for a while

Because we're not mobile and not too much going on around here.  I'm back on my Effexor and Ambien, and am now on Chantix to help quit smoking (I really really hope!!!).  It's fall in Iowa, trees are changing, and most everything else is the same.  So, I'll post news when it happens, otherwise I'll wait till we get moving again.  

A note to Erik:  I am not physically disabled; I am bipolar and mentally disabled.  I have a very hard time dealing with people on a regular basis.  However, I AM employed, for the state of Iowa, as a caretaker for Mom.  She understands my moods & ups & downs so it helps.  As far as missing the kids, I'm sorry, I DIDN'T.  They were making me crazy when I left by not listening and totally misbehaving and I'm sorry, I didn't miss that at all.  Any more questions?  :)

Whatever Wednesday

Did you know it was a year ago next month we set out on our journey? And now we're back. I guess we've come full circle.

The kids are making me crazy. Which, of course, is making everyone else crazy. I use the F word way too much so now am saying 'feck' instead. And loudly.

Everybody seems to be pissed off. Which is probably infinitely better than being pissed on. Dad's mad all the time, Mom's usually grumpy, I'm mad at the kids most of the time for one reason or another, and Mark is pissed at everybody being pissed off. Sometimes, with all the attitudes, I wonder if we should have even come back here. Some days I don't think Mom and / or Dad even want us here. Ask a question and pull back a stump, if you know what I mean. I wonder if it's the season?

And the whole family hasn't been this sick since before we left last time. I think it's a combination of the mold growing (thriving) in Mom's basement (can't do anything about it without ripping the whole foundation out and we really can't afford THAT), the farmers spaying shit all over the crops, and the flood aftermath nearby. Alex didn't need her inhaler once in OK but we're thinking we need to send it with her to school here for track and such. I think Mark has his walking pneumonia back, and there's really nothing we can do about that. I sneeze and wheeze and cough and get the old elephant on my chest constantly. Have I mentioned that I hate Iowa?

We have a baby bird. Not sure what kind but he IS the eating kind. He thinks I'm Mommy, although I'm not so sure he's 'right', if you get my drift. His head flops to one side and he's fairly good sized as far as baby birds go. He doesn't always remember he should open his mouth so we can feed him and we have to pry his beak apart. I wonder if I got myself a retarded bird to raise for his lifetime. Oh well if so, I couldn't very well leave him to starve on the sidewalk. What a horrible way to go, baby bird or otherwise.

Blah today. Not much going on. I did, however, get my stitch markers from the wonderful lady on Etsy, and they are just the absolute cutest things!

Off to Winster, later folks. :)

Ten years later and I still cry every time I see this video

Busy, sick, and tired, all at the same time

Things have been just crazy with Mom in the hospital.  She's doing much better, by the way.  However, with her there, we've all been living like a bunch of nutty bachelors.  Things laying where they're thrown, stuff everywhere, you know how it goes. 

So today, I've been cleaning.  Scary, really.  It has to be clean before she gets home, which is currently set for Tuesday.  And, of course, everyone else is busy doing their own thing, so getting any help is like pulling teeth.

Tonight, I have to take my laptop up to the hospital so she can work from there, and I have to help her.  It's a long story but it involves hosting games and doing reports.  Plus, while she's there, I've been fielding calls and emails and doing all her daily stuff as well.  State of Iowa better hurry up and send my check for all this!

Plus, I'm still trying to get rid of this damned cold.  We all have it so when we go up to see Mom, we wear those godawful masks so she doesn't get sicker.  And if we're not over it by the time she gets home (which I don't see happening), we'll wear them here, too.  I need some rubber gloves so that I don't touch anything she touches, either. 

And I'm exhausted.  Probably from the cold.  Nyquil is my friend, though. 

I'm really missing Oklahoma.  Not because it was all that great, although, except for the RV park we were stuck in, I loved the city, but because of the humidity.  I haven't been sick since I left here, and neither has Mark.  Not to mention the farming, flooding, and chemicals on TOP of the humidity. 

Oh, and Amanda left her hubby so she's probably not on here much.  Long story, there. 

Oh well, off to do something.  Sue, I'm going to take my knitting tonight and hopefully work on it between doing things for Mom.

Happy Sunday all. 

MotherF***ing Monday

Today is total shit.  Sorry about the language, but today has gone terribly wrong and I'm MAD about it. 

First, Mom is in the hospital.  She managed to catch our cold (imagine that, with two kids that only listen when it's something THEY want to hear about THEMSELVES, no one else, oh hell no) and with her breathing, that's a recipe for disaster.  Last I heard, they have her on a CPAP machine. 

Second, some nosy ass neighbor that needs said nose rearranged for them decided to tell the city we're living in our camper on DAD'S property.  I guess that, like every other thing in this stupid piece of shit town, is illegal.  They also told the city that my kids are peeing in the yard.  WTF????  I know my kids are jerks but they ain't THAT stoopid!

So, I told the cop that showed up at our door that we go there to give Mom a break, although we don't sleep in it.  What a crock.  The city of We Wanna Run Your Life can stick it up their asses.  I hate this place, always have.  Your business is ALWAYS their business.  Buy local!  As IF! 

Then, the state of Iowa can canceled my claim for Mom for August because in 2010 I didn't live at the old place anymore and mail was returned.  Excuse me????  HELLO????  So I have to fax stuff in to get paid.  That's not really that big of a deal, but with the rest of this?

ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Insomnia

We're all stressed.  Too many people living in too small of an area.  My kids are monsters.  Yes, I am the bitch of the year when it comes to parenting, but they know how to push my buttons also.  And do it intentionally.  So yes, I yell, the kids cry, but still do what the hell they want, and everyone is stressed out.  And Mom thinks I'm just horrible to them, although she doesn't remember doing the exact same stuff to me. 

Anyway, I can't sleep.  Now that I've gone off of most of my meds, including the heavy hitting sleep ones, I have a really hard time.  And that doesn't do much for my frame of mind, either.  I go to bed, I'm tired, and I lay there.  I just doze off and BAM!  Wake back up.  Toss and turn and can't get comfortable.  I don't know if any of you have restless legs or not, but if you do, you'll understand what I mean when I say my whole body feels like that. 

Last night I got mad, got up in the dark, fumbled around for the Benadryl in the medicine cabinet, shook some amount into my hand (like four or five, I couldn't see) and took them, thinking they would help me sleep.  It still took forever.  I don't understand why I can't sleep.  I really don't.  My mind is usually not going 500 miles an hour when I go to bed, so I don't get it.  I've tried everything I can think of and nothing's working.  I'm thinking of going back to the doctor and getting the Ambien and Trazodone back.  :(

What a week!

Thursday, I finally cast on for Sue's sweater.  Then we walked up to the farmer's market to see if they had anything decent this time (they didn't and we're not going again).  On the way home, it started getting pretty cloudy.  No big deal, right?  Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.  Mark no sooner put the blocks on the DirecTV dish so that it wouldn't blow away before all hell broke loose.  And I mean broke loose.  I still blame it on finally getting to Sue's sweater.  :)  We had 100+ mile per hour winds, hail in town the size of baseballs (although I didn't see any hail at all), lightening, and lots of thunder.  We had trees down and roads closed everywhere, and we lost power around six-ish that evening and didn't get it back until around midnight.  Cable went, and Mom was working, so she had to call Canada on my phone.  She has internet, cable, and phone through Mediacom, and when one goes, they all go.  Which isn't good if there's an emergency when the damn power's out.  I was really worried about her not being able to use her nebulizer or oxygen concentrator while the power was out all that time.  We had basic power in the camper because it ran on battery backup, so out went the important stuff in the fridge.  And the camper leaks.  Oh, joy!  I swear, if it's not one thing, it's another.

Dad hasn't been sleeping well so he's pretty pissy lately.  The kids are here so I'm pretty pissy too.  And Kat's birthday is today.  Whoo freaking hoo.  :)

Supposed to storm again tonight.  Next month we're getting the good stuff for the camper roof.  Got stuff we thought was good this month but it's probably old or something, and junk.  Didn't help at all.  Should've just thrown our money out on the highway.  I've a strong mind to find their website and tell them what crap their product is.

Mark used Dad's Best Buy card and FINALLY bought a new laptop.  His old one was junk since the kids ruined it.  Now he won't trade it with me!  What a jerk!  It's the same as mine, but prettier with better features.  Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

Blogger decided I needed to moderate some comments from MONTHS back that I've never seen before.  Sigh.

I'm off to something.  I'm a little scared to work on Sue's sweater.  :)  Happy weekend, everybody!