February 8 2024
Feb. 8th, 2024 11:21 pmEverything still seems to smell like skunk. I ended up throwing out my mattress pad, comforter, and the sheet set that was on my bed. I swear I took like three or showers and still felt like I smelled like skunk, even though my friends promised I didn't. Ughhhh. Silly skunks and their mating season.
1. I know that I've been saying for YEARS that my dad is dying. But apparently he's got more lives than a cat. I feel guilty because more than once I've said I wish he would just go ahead and die, but I honestly feel that way sometimes. I love him and idk what I'll do without him, but I'm tired.
2. My dad's best friend is also in bad shape. Hospice has given him weeks, if that. I'm trying to get my dad to go visit him, but my dad barely leaves the house himself these days. But he does get out of bed most days, which is more than Jimmy is doing, so it really is up to us to go over there.
3. My adopted kid is spiraling and fucking up. I know what it looks like from the outside, but he's avoiding me so I can't sit him down and find out what is going on in his head. It's stressing me out.
4. I'm working my way through some of the movies and documentaries on my list, instead of always just watching reruns of my comfort shows or, like, game show network. If you have anything you think is a must-watch, let me know!
5. Chrissy has taken a month of FMLA to try and get her diabetes back under control and to spend some quality bonding time with the baby, so I'm missing time with that baby for now. I'm still going over there a couple times a week to help with different stuff though.
6. Christina, the 26yo I accidentally adopted, came home last week. Trying to summarize: she's the granddaughter of one of my dad's exes, I knew her way back when and babysat her all the time when she was an infant, then let my ex isolate me and lost touch with that family. We kinda kept in touch over the years after facebook became a thing, but only casually. She's a recovering addict, has a lot of issues with her family, and had three kids who she doesn't have custody of or a relationship with. She found out she was pregnant and got clean, but knew she wouldn't be able to take care of the baby and knew she didn't want the baby being raised in the same environment she had been. Toward the end of her pregnancy (she had only told a few people close to her she was even pregnant; I didn't find out until August and she was due in October), she had some issues and needed me to take her to the hospital one night. So we were in touch pretty much daily after that, and as we got closer to her due date, we spent a lot of time together. She had planned to give baby up for adoption but kept putting off filling out the adoption paperwork. The day before her scheduled csection, she asked if I'd take the baby, which of course I said yes. The csection didn't happen - there was lots of crazyness, but we ended up at University of Virginia Medical Center, which was AMAZING and she had a wonderful birth experience and baby was super healthy. The nurses kept coming in talking about how gorgeous the baby's umbilical cord was, lol. I named the baby and got to cut her cord and got to stay with them while they were there. Tessa (baby girl) had to be monitored for a couple extra days because Christina is on suboxone as a part of her recovery program, but Tessa had no issues. But on about day three, Christina said she wanted to try and keep Tessa. So instead of adopting an infant, I adopted mom and baby. Tessa was born on Halloween (her birth story is pretty great, but that may just be me - I'll put it down in words some day). Christina and Tessa moved in with us, we got Christina in a local therapy group for her addiction recovery and for her mental health issues (bipolar and bpd), got her in with her neurosurgeon for a checkup, got her set up for some healthy mom/baby programs, etcetc. Then she decided she wanted to go stay with her sister, which was a mistake but I was trying to let her make her own decisions even if they were wrong. It lasted about two weeks and then I had to make the eight hour round trip to get them. But they're home now and my baby Tessa is amazing and I love them both so much.
7. I am so wrapped up in my own stuff that everything going on in the wider world seems like background noise, but it seems like the world is still super crazy.
8. Streaming services are getting suckier and I'm ready to just buy some dvd sets and call it a day.
9. The med adjustment is still in progress; I'm still hopeful.
10. I think maybe Mother Nature is playing tricks on us. Everyone around here seems to think the couple inches of snow we got a few weeks back is it for the winter. I think we're in for an ice storm or a blizzard before spring comes.
1. I know that I've been saying for YEARS that my dad is dying. But apparently he's got more lives than a cat. I feel guilty because more than once I've said I wish he would just go ahead and die, but I honestly feel that way sometimes. I love him and idk what I'll do without him, but I'm tired.
2. My dad's best friend is also in bad shape. Hospice has given him weeks, if that. I'm trying to get my dad to go visit him, but my dad barely leaves the house himself these days. But he does get out of bed most days, which is more than Jimmy is doing, so it really is up to us to go over there.
3. My adopted kid is spiraling and fucking up. I know what it looks like from the outside, but he's avoiding me so I can't sit him down and find out what is going on in his head. It's stressing me out.
4. I'm working my way through some of the movies and documentaries on my list, instead of always just watching reruns of my comfort shows or, like, game show network. If you have anything you think is a must-watch, let me know!
5. Chrissy has taken a month of FMLA to try and get her diabetes back under control and to spend some quality bonding time with the baby, so I'm missing time with that baby for now. I'm still going over there a couple times a week to help with different stuff though.
6. Christina, the 26yo I accidentally adopted, came home last week. Trying to summarize: she's the granddaughter of one of my dad's exes, I knew her way back when and babysat her all the time when she was an infant, then let my ex isolate me and lost touch with that family. We kinda kept in touch over the years after facebook became a thing, but only casually. She's a recovering addict, has a lot of issues with her family, and had three kids who she doesn't have custody of or a relationship with. She found out she was pregnant and got clean, but knew she wouldn't be able to take care of the baby and knew she didn't want the baby being raised in the same environment she had been. Toward the end of her pregnancy (she had only told a few people close to her she was even pregnant; I didn't find out until August and she was due in October), she had some issues and needed me to take her to the hospital one night. So we were in touch pretty much daily after that, and as we got closer to her due date, we spent a lot of time together. She had planned to give baby up for adoption but kept putting off filling out the adoption paperwork. The day before her scheduled csection, she asked if I'd take the baby, which of course I said yes. The csection didn't happen - there was lots of crazyness, but we ended up at University of Virginia Medical Center, which was AMAZING and she had a wonderful birth experience and baby was super healthy. The nurses kept coming in talking about how gorgeous the baby's umbilical cord was, lol. I named the baby and got to cut her cord and got to stay with them while they were there. Tessa (baby girl) had to be monitored for a couple extra days because Christina is on suboxone as a part of her recovery program, but Tessa had no issues. But on about day three, Christina said she wanted to try and keep Tessa. So instead of adopting an infant, I adopted mom and baby. Tessa was born on Halloween (her birth story is pretty great, but that may just be me - I'll put it down in words some day). Christina and Tessa moved in with us, we got Christina in a local therapy group for her addiction recovery and for her mental health issues (bipolar and bpd), got her in with her neurosurgeon for a checkup, got her set up for some healthy mom/baby programs, etcetc. Then she decided she wanted to go stay with her sister, which was a mistake but I was trying to let her make her own decisions even if they were wrong. It lasted about two weeks and then I had to make the eight hour round trip to get them. But they're home now and my baby Tessa is amazing and I love them both so much.
7. I am so wrapped up in my own stuff that everything going on in the wider world seems like background noise, but it seems like the world is still super crazy.
8. Streaming services are getting suckier and I'm ready to just buy some dvd sets and call it a day.
9. The med adjustment is still in progress; I'm still hopeful.
10. I think maybe Mother Nature is playing tricks on us. Everyone around here seems to think the couple inches of snow we got a few weeks back is it for the winter. I think we're in for an ice storm or a blizzard before spring comes.