Seriously, I'd just like to finish this semester...
Seriously, I'd just like to finish this semester...
...without emotional curve balls being lobbed at me. I know life will never be stress-free, that's a fact. However, I don't know if God is testing me, the planets are out of alignment, or it's just my life.
After I flat out told my 33-year-old AD that coming to live with me was not an option, I haven't heard a peep from her. I knew she was mad as hell, but I did not lose sleep over it, guaranteed.
So this evening she texts me to ask about taking her cat for her because she doesn't want to just abandon him. I don't know what the situation is, if she's got somewhere to go to now or what, and I didn't ask.
Animals are my soft spot. Every fiber of my rational being, self-preservation mode is screaming no. I took her very poorly lab mix in at age 12, and gave that precious gal 4 1/2 years of all the love and care possible. I don't regret that a bit, and would do it again in a heartbeat.
The current cats I have, 2 of my own, and 4 of Amber's, would not accept another cat in the household.
So I sat, all torn up because I knew what my answer was, did tell her no, but we're talking about a pet being abandoned.
Long story short, Amber offered to go pick up the cat and take him to the humane society in Wichita. They have a beautiful new facility, with much larger capacity. I have had all my bridge babies cremated through them. He's neutered and vaccinated, so that's a plus.
This is an expensive gift Amber is willing to give that cat because she has a diesel truck, and we're talking about 200 miles worth of driving total. I texted AD back.
Then I get the reply that she's not 100% sure she has to 'get rid' of him, and will know for sure tomorrow. Ugh.
Amber is leaving for horseshoeing school down in Oklahoma on the 21st, so I hope AD shoots an answer back tomorrow.
In spite of all this, I managed to take deep breaths, finished up my weekly assignments for Death & Dying class, and a huge honking midterm assignment he gave us to do.
Two more months...just two more months...is it too much to hope for no drama? Ugh.
After I flat out told my 33-year-old AD that coming to live with me was not an option, I haven't heard a peep from her. I knew she was mad as hell, but I did not lose sleep over it, guaranteed.
So this evening she texts me to ask about taking her cat for her because she doesn't want to just abandon him. I don't know what the situation is, if she's got somewhere to go to now or what, and I didn't ask.
Animals are my soft spot. Every fiber of my rational being, self-preservation mode is screaming no. I took her very poorly lab mix in at age 12, and gave that precious gal 4 1/2 years of all the love and care possible. I don't regret that a bit, and would do it again in a heartbeat.
The current cats I have, 2 of my own, and 4 of Amber's, would not accept another cat in the household.
So I sat, all torn up because I knew what my answer was, did tell her no, but we're talking about a pet being abandoned.
Long story short, Amber offered to go pick up the cat and take him to the humane society in Wichita. They have a beautiful new facility, with much larger capacity. I have had all my bridge babies cremated through them. He's neutered and vaccinated, so that's a plus.
This is an expensive gift Amber is willing to give that cat because she has a diesel truck, and we're talking about 200 miles worth of driving total. I texted AD back.
Then I get the reply that she's not 100% sure she has to 'get rid' of him, and will know for sure tomorrow. Ugh.
Amber is leaving for horseshoeing school down in Oklahoma on the 21st, so I hope AD shoots an answer back tomorrow.
In spite of all this, I managed to take deep breaths, finished up my weekly assignments for Death & Dying class, and a huge honking midterm assignment he gave us to do.
Two more months...just two more months...is it too much to hope for no drama? Ugh.
My XAH recently decided that he did not want to keep the three kittens that he had adopted. When I asked him why he said, "I just can't handle the stress." I don't know how to explain it but that is exactly how I feel about him in my life. I can't handle the stress. And maybe I needed to hear it from his lips.
Long story short I took the three kitties and don't know how I ever lived without them. It helped me to understand that he and I view things very differently. Yes, they require some work but the rewards are far more. What he saw as stress I see as wonderful. In a strange way it helped me to reach another level of detachment from him.
Long story short I took the three kitties and don't know how I ever lived without them. It helped me to understand that he and I view things very differently. Yes, they require some work but the rewards are far more. What he saw as stress I see as wonderful. In a strange way it helped me to reach another level of detachment from him.
When I get done, I'll have an associate of applied science in health information technology, and an associate of arts degree. I will then take the test to become nationally registered as a health information technician (RHIT). Those are the folks that do medical coding for health providers, transcription, and a host of other things.
I feel your pain. I understand the struggle.
I have had two weeks of utter hell with one monumental obstacle after another. Notice to terminate lease to start with. My horse suffered a major hoof infection and was unable to walk, the vet wanted to do x-rays and consider putting him down. No money, gas prices rising. Desperately trying to pay for the cost needed to continue pursuing buying my own home time being of the essence.
By last Friday, all I was left with was putting one foot in front of the other each morning and the faith I would be seen through this.
Then the skies parted!
Horse has made a blessed turn and is now doing well, and in no way interested in me pestering him any more. I got the luckiest break and met the nicest folks who are going to give me a barn apartment for next to nothing saving me a ton of money and moving me closer to town and my horses while I pursue my house purchase.
I can now see daylight through the dark and I'm picking up my steps forward a little lighter.
You can see through this! Hang in there. Keep your faith and just keep putting one foot in front of the other taking care of you. Let the big picture resolve itself.
Hugs,
Alice
I have had two weeks of utter hell with one monumental obstacle after another. Notice to terminate lease to start with. My horse suffered a major hoof infection and was unable to walk, the vet wanted to do x-rays and consider putting him down. No money, gas prices rising. Desperately trying to pay for the cost needed to continue pursuing buying my own home time being of the essence.
By last Friday, all I was left with was putting one foot in front of the other each morning and the faith I would be seen through this.
Then the skies parted!
Horse has made a blessed turn and is now doing well, and in no way interested in me pestering him any more. I got the luckiest break and met the nicest folks who are going to give me a barn apartment for next to nothing saving me a ton of money and moving me closer to town and my horses while I pursue my house purchase.
I can now see daylight through the dark and I'm picking up my steps forward a little lighter.
You can see through this! Hang in there. Keep your faith and just keep putting one foot in front of the other taking care of you. Let the big picture resolve itself.
Hugs,
Alice
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I've gone through 3 years of college while dealing with his drinking, supposed not drinking, other women and what not and raising 2 kids.
The best advice that I can give you is to focus on what you're doing for that day at that moment. I was always swamped with work that needed doing, and really that's the only thing that got me through it.
Small steps, to keep your focus and remember to breath
The best advice that I can give you is to focus on what you're doing for that day at that moment. I was always swamped with work that needed doing, and really that's the only thing that got me through it.
Small steps, to keep your focus and remember to breath
No more contact from AD, so apparently the cat will stay with her for now.
Alice, I am tickled pink for you, and glad to hear your horse is on the mend! Amber had to take her Palomino to the equine vet a week ago, and he's been put on rest for 2-3 months due to a suspensory ligament injury.
I'm working hard on just staying in the moment. That's the best I can do.
Alice, I am tickled pink for you, and glad to hear your horse is on the mend! Amber had to take her Palomino to the equine vet a week ago, and he's been put on rest for 2-3 months due to a suspensory ligament injury.
I'm working hard on just staying in the moment. That's the best I can do.
Thanks for that Dev. Saw my old soul (he just turned 28) at breakfast as usual. Darn abscess, one like I've never seen before, and only heard horror stories of. Ugh! When that blessed "pop" occurred, it felt like a giant balloon of stress in my life popped as well.
If feel for your daughter with nursing a suspensory ligament injury, for sure. Been there done that at the barn wrapping and re-wrapping till the wee hours with a horse outraged by being confined. Takes the patience and love of a saint at times. I will be thinking (and praying) for them both.
Glad your AD's crisis managed to work itself out on its own. Funny how that works when we step aside, huh?
Could the cat just have been an attempt to touch one of your soft targets to garnish help for herself? The lack of contact makes me wonder off hand.
But that's irrelevant, I know, it's you who need the focus and good mojo. Keep your head up, we're rooting for you!!
Alice
If feel for your daughter with nursing a suspensory ligament injury, for sure. Been there done that at the barn wrapping and re-wrapping till the wee hours with a horse outraged by being confined. Takes the patience and love of a saint at times. I will be thinking (and praying) for them both.
Glad your AD's crisis managed to work itself out on its own. Funny how that works when we step aside, huh?
Could the cat just have been an attempt to touch one of your soft targets to garnish help for herself? The lack of contact makes me wonder off hand.
But that's irrelevant, I know, it's you who need the focus and good mojo. Keep your head up, we're rooting for you!!
Alice
Thanks Alice. Actually she's not required to keep it wrapped, and Argo is a really laid-back horse. Amber is leaving for horseshoeing school in Oklahoma next week, and her idiot ABF will be caring for the adult dogs and the horses. I will be checking on the horses myself for my own peace of mind.
I'll have her Westie puppy, and Bella the 7-month-old basset/beagle mix she just got from an abandonment situation (long story) while she's gone.
I have a feeling I'll end up keeping Bella as that isn't an option for her long-term because her house is very tiny, and with 3 dogs already, she's full. We'll see what happens.
I'll have her Westie puppy, and Bella the 7-month-old basset/beagle mix she just got from an abandonment situation (long story) while she's gone.
I have a feeling I'll end up keeping Bella as that isn't an option for her long-term because her house is very tiny, and with 3 dogs already, she's full. We'll see what happens.
I am so happy for you (((((Devon)))))!!!!!!!!
Sure sounds like the 'light' at the end of the tunnel is getting real close, thanks to all your dedication and hard work. You have sure earned this.
As for AD, sounds like it was more 'quacking.' They just don't seem to quit and keep trying, one more time, to 'suck us back in.' You sure did good, and your program is shining through.
Re: "Life's Curve Balls." Dang I sure would like to learn how to 'duck' those also, rofl, but ................................ I guess that is what our program is about, learning how not to 'duck' but to 'catch' them, throw them aside and keep trudging.
You are a shining example of 'trudging forward' in my book!!!!!!
Love and hugs,
Sure sounds like the 'light' at the end of the tunnel is getting real close, thanks to all your dedication and hard work. You have sure earned this.
As for AD, sounds like it was more 'quacking.' They just don't seem to quit and keep trying, one more time, to 'suck us back in.' You sure did good, and your program is shining through.
Re: "Life's Curve Balls." Dang I sure would like to learn how to 'duck' those also, rofl, but ................................ I guess that is what our program is about, learning how not to 'duck' but to 'catch' them, throw them aside and keep trudging.
You are a shining example of 'trudging forward' in my book!!!!!!
Love and hugs,
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