I got a tough phone call today. My ex, OrganicKid's dad, called. His mom passed away this morning. OrganicKid is in pain. She adored her grandma. And grandma adored her. I spent a goodly chunk of the evening curled up on the porch, watching the sun set, and letting her just talk, and cry, and cuddle. I'm so thankful I could be there for her, and just be calm and loving and let her work through all she was feeling.
But, at the same time, this woman has hurt me terribly over the years. She has said patently untrue things. She has accused me of not just poor, but abusive parenting. She made these charges in speaking with my family, and, at one point, in court. Her suit was found to be without merit, no charges even gave rise to a charge of unfitness, and even on appeal the whole thing was dismissed. But now, I have to drive OrganicKid to the funeral. And I have to see the my ex-mother-in-law's family. According to Ex, his fam does not know about my issues with his mom. Hell, she took the ex to court too, same charges! There's more estrangement on his part than mine. I could simply write them off. Not related any more.
Now, here it is. I have to deal with this. I have to see people I just don't want to see, and have no desire to even speak to. I will do this for OrganicKid. And she will not see how difficult it will be for me to be around this family. Because that's what being the mommy is. That's what being a grown up is all about. I have to admit, tho, that I'm happy beyond words that OrganicGuy will be coming with me, and we're probably going to get a good meal and a bottle of wine on one night when OrganicKid is with dad and his family. Nothing like the vino to ease the pain...
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Saturday, October 11, 2008
Big Changes
Hi, to the 6 or 7 people that actually read this!
Sorry I haven't written soon. But there's some big changes going on at the Nest. First of all, the Nest will be moving in the next month or two. OrganicGuy is doing some remodeling at the Ponderosa (his parent's house/land), and we're moving over there. We need to do this. The 'rents are getting more frail, and are having trouble cooking for themselves, and hence, are eating crap. Okay, not literally crap. But frozen pop in the oven meals. TV dinners. Calling a banana a full meal for the whole day. I want to be able to help with the cooking, to make sure they're getting good food. But this means big changes at the Ponderosa. OrganicGuy is taking what is essentially a 1-BR bachelor bungalow, and turning it into a 2-BR family house. With a fully functioning kitchen (right now it has a toaster oven, microwave, and fridge. That's all the appliances). Our kitchen table and couch would not fit in the place at the same time. OrganicKid needs her own room. And we need an office. A big enough office for all his construction work stuff (HAH! In this economy, like he's able to get any work. NO ONE is building/remodeling/anything. But let's not go there), and for my home office. Which leads to the next big change.
I'm changing jobs. I've taken a position where I'll be working full time for an organic certification agency, and will be working from home. No more driving in to the office each day. And better yet, a LOT less time on the road doing inspections. This year, I averaged probably 10-15 days a month on the road. Yeah, like half my time. And tried to raise a 10-year-old OrganicKid. And be a good wife to an OrganicGuy. It wasn't working any more. But I've gotten a wonderful offer from a wonderful company, one that I believe in and respect, one that has strong management, and trusts employees, and has a vision for farming and eating in America that I agree with. I'm really really excited abotu this opportunity. This new opportunity starts the first Monday in November (hmmm....the day before the election, with a whole new change for America...nice dovetailing, eh?) And, since I'll be home more, maybe I'll be able to get more posts up. WHOOP!
Sorry I haven't written soon. But there's some big changes going on at the Nest. First of all, the Nest will be moving in the next month or two. OrganicGuy is doing some remodeling at the Ponderosa (his parent's house/land), and we're moving over there. We need to do this. The 'rents are getting more frail, and are having trouble cooking for themselves, and hence, are eating crap. Okay, not literally crap. But frozen pop in the oven meals. TV dinners. Calling a banana a full meal for the whole day. I want to be able to help with the cooking, to make sure they're getting good food. But this means big changes at the Ponderosa. OrganicGuy is taking what is essentially a 1-BR bachelor bungalow, and turning it into a 2-BR family house. With a fully functioning kitchen (right now it has a toaster oven, microwave, and fridge. That's all the appliances). Our kitchen table and couch would not fit in the place at the same time. OrganicKid needs her own room. And we need an office. A big enough office for all his construction work stuff (HAH! In this economy, like he's able to get any work. NO ONE is building/remodeling/anything. But let's not go there), and for my home office. Which leads to the next big change.
I'm changing jobs. I've taken a position where I'll be working full time for an organic certification agency, and will be working from home. No more driving in to the office each day. And better yet, a LOT less time on the road doing inspections. This year, I averaged probably 10-15 days a month on the road. Yeah, like half my time. And tried to raise a 10-year-old OrganicKid. And be a good wife to an OrganicGuy. It wasn't working any more. But I've gotten a wonderful offer from a wonderful company, one that I believe in and respect, one that has strong management, and trusts employees, and has a vision for farming and eating in America that I agree with. I'm really really excited abotu this opportunity. This new opportunity starts the first Monday in November (hmmm....the day before the election, with a whole new change for America...nice dovetailing, eh?) And, since I'll be home more, maybe I'll be able to get more posts up. WHOOP!
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