Each week has had its own challenges. The problem is they seem to be progressing in intensity. MIA has been very good at being stealth and avoiding me in particular. There has been no door dashing, or any other semblance of work. I have not asked lately, but in the past when I have asked about applying for disability or services I was rebuked and put in my place. So, I don't dare ask here. Why? Because there isn't anyone for her to run to. I feel used in a way. The only time she ever wants anything to do with us is when she is mad at her mother or some other calamity has her up in arms. I should have known this time was no different.
I am sure that she is not making enough to go out on her own, but she also won't accept guidance, ideas, or advice, and forget asking questions, because then you are just being nosey. I am not sure where to turn at this point. I do not currently have the heart to throw her out on her own, but I am tired of walking on eggshells.
On to what is happening here otherwise. This morning, President's Day, the dog got a bath. The shower got cleaned. The cats got to go outside for a bit.
This is last week but same cats
I made freezer burritos today, and freezer taquitos. Pretty sure they will be met with skepticism. It is what it is and I had the ingredients so all they can do is refuse to eat them.
the seasoned ground beef


homemade refried beans
topped with a little shredded cheese


rolled up and ready for the freezer
mini tacos ready to freeze as well

MIA is struggling, not sure with what but struggling still the same. Even the Turkey is struggling today.
she wouldn't go into the barn so...

I picked her up and put her into the wagon and forced her to go in with the chickens. We made the kitchen table smaller this weekend.
It really helps open up the area for DH to get his walker through. It is very rare for there to be more than 3 of us in there at a time so small works. Well goodnight blog world.
It is now 0430 on Tuesday morning. I am awake because someone decided to get into the bathtub at 0345 this morning. In my other house I would never know that this happened; in this house the tub is directly above my bedroom and also my bed. The noise was incredible. The user of said bathtub needed to clean the tub before using it and I get that. The rhythm of the water being turned on for a few seconds, then off and then on again over the course of 15 minutes was more than I could sleep through. Twenty more minutes of water running through the pipes to fill the tub was at least steady and not an on and off performance of pulsating noise. Of course, the mere stumbling of someone across the floors woke me originally, the water noise from the 22-year-old pipes just enhanced the volume of things.
Now before you think I would deny anyone a shower or tub bath please note the time of day and the lack of a work schedule that must be followed. The fact that this person has had many daytime hours with no one around except DH, who does not leave the safety of our room unless pried out by the rare occasion of company.
I am now hearing the trickle of water running much like a small brook across the ceiling in the living room as I sit at my desk and type this. I pray it is just water going down the drainpipes and not water leaking through any walls. That is my fear with this house. Another flooding. I should know something in a few minutes, I am sure.
Newest fallen tree
The wind here is not like Colorado wind but the number of trees that are dry enough to be dead and fall over seem to be plentiful. That is the second tree along the fence by the turnpike that has fallen this trip down here. Luckily there is a pipe that runs the length of the immediate yard. That pipe prevents the trees from taking down the fence. That is a plus for the property. Now that I am up, I may as well try to get something done.
Our trip to the library today may be delayed. I had planned to go early, but with being woken up so early I might go later in the day. I imagine the day will hold a nap for me at some point.
The morning traffic is starting to pick up along the turnpike as well as on the road in front of the house. This is not a quiet country retreat. It is suburbia with no benefits. I do not long for my other house so much as I long for the right place. My visions for moving to a new property were very different than what I am in. I will give it more time.
I would try to take a nap now, but someone is still in the bathroom and back to running the water on then off every few seconds. It has been 2 hours since this started and now everyone is awake except DH he could sleep through an atom bomb, I think. I could doom scroll for a bit.
I am going to close for now and hope that I find time to rest later today. Happy Tuesday!
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