There Once Was This Guy.................

Yes, it’s been a long time since I last wrote. Yes, I’m having guilt issues over not getting on here and spilling my guts. Yes, I’m sure that there are tons of things I can write about today. But instead, I’d rather devote this tiny space to a very special person.

This individual is the backbone to my happiness in Cubicle Land. If it were not for this person, I wouldn’t sit beside a ‘happy’ woman while doing mundane chores.

Out there in Internet World there is this guy that reads my blog daily, at least I think he does. In fact, he is well-aware that it’s now been over two weeks since my last post. How many of you folks were aware of that? This sweetheart of a fella’ always asks about the daily misfortunes with which our family is faced. This guy knows how dysfunctional my family is and still allows his wife to ‘hang with me’ at the office. Doesn’t get much cooler than that!!

Not only does this special person keep tabs on me and wish that my family would receive a ‘break’ in dysfunctional land, but he also takes extra special care of our office Princess. He realizes how stressed working with someone like me can be and often takes on additional chores at home so that his Princess is ‘de-stressed’ when she gets home from the office. He goes grocery shopping, using a detailed, mapped-out, list that the Princess leaves him. He takes the dogs and cats to the vet. He even calls ‘hard-of-hearing’ mother in law and makes sure she’s ok while living alone. In fact, while Princess was at work the other day, this special guy took mom-in-law to doctor, store, etc. You name it; he goes to extremes to keep our Princess in working order. In my opinion, the Princess should reward him frequently.

Live it up, special guy, today is your day in my world. I’ll try to convince the Princess of this as well. Thanks for reading the Blog and keeping up with the gory details of this so-called life I am enjoying. It’s because of readers like you that I persevere and keep writing!

Home Again, Home Again

We are home! It's good to be home. But it was so, so, good to get away. Even if we were only gone one night. It was priceless. No worries. No stress. No fears. No anger. No phone calls. No arguing. Wow!

Now we're home and our little family routine starts back fresh again tomorrow. It's going to be a busy week for us.

Being back in the Village also brings us back to the feelings of worry, stress, fear, anger, guilt. Yes, all of that met us here at our door when we returned to the Village.

I'm not sure what, if anything, will happen in the Village this week, but I liked dear hubby's advice this evening. "Expect normal, while fearing the worst." I don't like to live in fear, but in all honesty, unless or until Mom gets help that's where we'll be...living in fear.

Fear of the unknown. Fear that she'll lose it completely and never return. Fear that someone will be hurt because of her actions when she gives in to addictions. Fear that she'll drive one of us over the edge. Fear that we'll forever be held hostage by the hold that her addiction has placed on our family. Fear. Sucks.

Village People Update

For now, there is peace in our Village. Maybe it's because absence does make the heart grow fonder. Or maybe it's because I've had no contact with certain members of our Village.

Tomorrow, my Village People and I are going out of town. YEAH!! We've promised darling daughter all summer that we would take her back to this small amusement park not too far from our home. So tomorrow is the big day. My niece will be joining us, that's going to be interesting considering that my niece and my daughter have this love/hate relationship. Don't worry, these types of relationships run rabid in our Village.

I'm just glad to be leaving the Village, even if it is for just one day. I can smell the fresh air now. Oh wait, that's cotton candy that I smell. Or was it the smell of a Peace Pipe?