Just Another Bend In Journey of Life
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
Hospitals, Cold, Flu, Mice, Ex's, Weddings & Frozen water*Warning I'm going to take a wild guess that there will be a lot of swearing going on!
What a year. Seriously, I really don't think anything has really gone right. Ugh. I DID get to go to the surprise party my friend threw for her bf a couple weekends ago. That was nice. It was a good time and nice to get out of dodge for a while. I had concession stand duty at the ice rink last weekend. S was a skating fool! She's in figure skating this year and LOVES it. She's gotten so good this year. I love it. The ice show is at the end of March. They're skating to a song from the Wizard of Oz and the costumes are just adorable.
Had a blow out w/ my Grandpa's widow. I've officially disowned her. Actually I shouldn't say a blow out because that was with my cousin (who I've always referred to as "uncle") and not her but she was a part of it. She's quite the greiving widow. MY ASS!!! She's just rude. She had not contacted me since the day my Grandpa passed away. Hasn't called nor has she spoken to me. Fuck her. I told my dad that she needs to realize that the bitch has TWO daughters and TWO granddaughters and not just one of each. I've heard SO much bullshit that she has said about me that I'm just done with her. I cannot deal with it anymore. She's never treated me as a part of the family so I'm done. I kept the peace and now her true colors have some out since Gpa passed. Fuck her. She can take her Birthday and Christmas cards and shove them right up her ass. I've never been good enough for her and I obviously never will be. When I walk into a room and she knows that I'm there and doesn't even acknowlege me--- screw that! Done. My dad wasn't really happy with me when I broke the news to him but he was there to witness her cold heartedness and what she has done to me so what can he really say? He's a man of few words and he doesn't like confrontation at all. Still, he should stick up for me. I've kissed that bitches ass for 28 years and I'm just done with it. She is not worth my time, energy or my breath.
My Aunt ended up in the hospital yesterday. She went to the Dr on Friday for a bladder infection which ended up into her kidneys. Gave her some meds and she was feeling better on Saturday. Sunday she took a turn and was feeling awful. She went back to the Dr on Monday and they admitted her. They're not sure what she has but there is definately a blockage somewhere as she is having no bowel movements. I'm sure she'd be happy that I'm telling you all this! :) Anyway, they're doing a CAT scan tomorrow to figure out what exactly is going on. Sucks because she and some friends were supposed to leave on Thursday to go to FL for a vacation. At least she's hydrated now. She was extremely dehydrated when she went in.
I ended up w/ a horrible cold and the flu a few weeks ago. Ugh it was bad. S ended up with it the following week. She had a skating party for Brownies the week after and ended up w/ a temp. She was ok the next morning, had a slight fever the next day but was ok to go to school. That Friday they called me at 0830 because she had a fever of 102.5. OMG did I feel like a HORRIBLE parent! Ugh. So I picked her up from school. Sat here and cleaned that day, picked up, organized and then got to watch the unfolding of the untimely death of Anna Nicole. Hey, I'd have missed it if I would have worked that day! :) S went to my parents the next day so I could go to my friends surprise party. She was feeling better. Still had the cold but her fever was gone. Thank God! All that is over now. I really hate winter. I guess I live in the wrong part of the country huh!?
My best friend is getting married in August in Niagara Falls. I can't remember if I wrote about that before. Anyway her fiance and my ex bf went to school together and are best friends so naturally he would go to the wedding also. Well he's dating a woman who I normally refer to as "giraffe neck camel toe bitch". I'll shorten it to GNCT. Anyway, becuase she is now best friends with my ex best friend, they like to slam me non stop which they have been doing all over myspace. Of course I'm nosey and read the comments. Well GNCT put a tracker on her site and since I have it also she was able to tell that it was me checking her site... so now I'm a stalker and a psycho. Hey, who DOESN'T like to read the gossip that petty bitches write about them? Let's me honest. So I was reading it. Why the hell shouldn't I? Anyway, with all the comments and what not being thrown around and since we're both attending the wedding I decided that I should email her. Which I did. I asked her what her issue was with me since I've never done anything to her and that all I've ever said was that I hoped she and the ex bf were happy, which they seem to be. I do not want him back etc, so I just dont understand what her beef is with me. OMG! Was that opening a BIG ol can of worms!!!! Wow! I got an email back about how I have people fooled but not her an how I had my mom attack (my ex best friend, now her best friend) in the bar bc she ruined my reputation, that she and my ex boyfriend know what I'm all about, and I know what I did... Bringing shit up from 11, yes ELEVEN years ago that was only partially true and had NOTHING to do w/ her. She accused me of using my daughter to try to get the ex boyfriend back, which I NEVER did! We stopped there one time because he was outside and the LAST time we were there was 2, TWO, Halloween's ago! Uh, why shouldn't we go there trick or treating? Then she went on to say how my daughter will always have a spot in his life. uh ok, then WHY is it wrong that we stop there on Halloween!? We got candy and we left. End of the story. Oh and the sight of me makes him nautious. Nice huh? I can only imagine what crap they've stuck in his head. Assholes. Anyway, just a bunch of bullshit. THEN at the end of the email she decides to threaten me with a PERSONAL PROTECTION ORDER!!!!!!!!! Are you fucking kidding me!? She notified me that two unwanted contacts qualify her to file a PPO. Meaning if I respond to the email, she'll file one on me. How fucking ridiculous can you be?! Seriously!? This chick is WACKED. She has filed a PPO on every single ex girlfriend of every guy she's ever dated. She is 37 years old and still thinks it's cool to tell off her professors at school. Immature if you ask me! So anyway, as a result of the bullshit, I forwarded the email to my friend that's getting married and told her that I will not ruin the day which is supposed to be the happiest of her life, but I will also not subject myself to the ridicule of the two of them as well as the rest of the ex's friends so I'm opting to not go to her wedding. The GNCT will not stay home so I'm going to be the bigger person and miss my best friends wedding. I do not want her to be uncomfortable because I'm on one side of the room and GNCT and vampires are on the other side. I will not do that to her. She's a bit upset with me but my mind is made up. I've dealt w/ the ridicule and shit that they've done to me before I'm not dealing with it at a wedding. I will NOT do that to her. She's too important to me and I love her too much to put her through that for an entire weekend, especially at one of the most important days of her life. I haven't heard from her since that day. I did leave a message on her myspace about being best friends and the ups and downs of it all and that I loved her but she hasn't tried to email or IM me or anything. I'll let her cool off. The funny thing is that GNCT was leaving her comments via myspace all the time, like 3-5 a day and there's been nothing since my email so IDK if my friend emailed her or if there were words exchanged or if GNCT decided not to leave messages anymore. I'm not sure. I'm not going to ask either.
Next subject-- I have mice. Yes, icky freaking mice. The cats have caught 4 of them. Last week or the week before. Well it was the week that I went to the party so I guess it was like 2-3 weeks ago. Anyway, they play with them, they don't kill them. Yes it's been quite a sight. Ewww. But for whatever reason it was easier for me to pick up a mouse (alive) with a yellow plastic dishwashing glove than it would be to pick up a big spider and flush it. Go figure on that one. Anyway, the first one Yoshi caught and I didn't know what to do. I was sick w/ the flu and had fallen asleep on the couch. 2am rolls around and I hear a CRASH! I woke up and flew into the kitchen thinking S fell out of bed and there was Yoshi w/ a freaking mouse in his mouth. Gross. I couldn't figure out what to do. Everytime I went near him he growled at me like a dog. WONDERFUL. So what the hell do I do!? I decidee that I'd (picture this) open the front door, pick up the cat and bring the cat to the door, at which time he'd realize he's cold (keep in mind he has NO fur) and he'd drop the mouse outside. Uh ya. That didn't work. I picked him up and he dropped the mouse and it ran back under the stove. FUCK! Now what!? Ugh. So he paced in front of the stove all night long. The next morning (I think) we get up and S comes running in the bedroom as I'm getting ready for work saying that Y has a mouse. (Or this could have been the day before, I have no idea, actually I think it was.) Anyway, he has the mouse and drops it. Both cats are going nuts. The mouse runs into S's room and then back to the living room behind these shelves that I have with all of our shoes on it. I couldn't find the damn thing and I was late for work and S was almost late for school so I just left it be. Damn it. I couldn't run around the house all day looking for a freaking mouse. Anyway, I think it was that night that he actually caught it but then it ran back under the stove. So a couple days later S tells me that Yoshi has a mouse. I have no idea how I got it but I did and tossed it outside. GROSS. I should have paid attention to where I threw it but I just wanted it out of my hand even though I had my trusty yellow glove on. I looked for it later in the day and couldn't find it. Not sure if it wasn't dead or if it was covered w/ snow. Later that day, Y gets ANOTHER one. Ugh. I get my "mouse glove" and Y has it but drops it and it runs across my foot so I scream. S comes running in. It goes behind the computer armour and then over by the Tv. S comes in w/ a tupperware thing and Y grabs it and I throw the tupperware thing over it. Good. Now it's trapped. On it's back, could see his little teeth... So I pick it up w/ my glove and it's wiggling and I toss THAT one outside to what is becoming a mouse cemetary in my front yard. (I hope to GOD something eats the bastards before the snow melts!!!!) I checked on him later and he was a mousicle. Dead. Good. A while later S asks me what Mork has. Another mother fucking mouse! Ugh. Same thing, grabbed him and threw him out. Tally for Thursday-- Yoshi 2, Mork 1. So I had enough. S and I get in the car and go to the store for traps. Had one in the basement and 1 upstairs. Didn't get anything in the one upstairs but caught 1 in the basement while I was gone to the party that Sat. Well the dumbass that I am, when I bought the traps I also bought poison. NEVER thought about the mice eating the poison and coming uptairs an the cats "playing" with them. (They werne't eating any of them, just tossing them around like a ping pong ball.) So I worried the entire time I was gone but it was fine. Didnt' find any upstairs at all. I haven't had any upstairs since. Caught 2 downstairs but haven't gotten any there in a couple of days either so hopefully they're done and gone. Geez!
So I go outside on the back porch today to shovel it off and put chemicals in the hot tub since I hadn't done ti in a week or so. I shovel the porch and the foot of snow on the hot tub and open it up and the MF'r is FROZEN!!!!!!!!!!! UGH!!!!!!! I think there's only maybe 1.5 inches of ice on the top (I hope). Doesnt' appear to be cracked at all but the pipe underneath is for sure. Fuck! So I have to figure out how to thaw it out and drain it so it doesn't freeze all the way through and then I have an even bigger problem. I'll get some heat lamps tomorrow and clamp them on there since it's not going to be warm enough for the sun to melt it. I'm guessing that when it was so bloody cold a week ago that it couldn't keep up with it and it shut down. FUCK! So I'm going to call the insurance and see what I can do. I actually forgot that I have homeowners insurance until my mom reminded me!!! I'm so used to renting!!! :) Anyway, hopefully they can do something. If not, damn it. I'm really upset about it. It sucks big time. At least I still have the sauna! Although that's a pain to light and shit. I just hope I can claim something on the insurance. It just sucks big goat balls if you ask me.
Oh ya, and after leaving the ice rink last Saturday, S and I both fell on the pool of ice under my car. She fell and smacked her head, lost her Mad Bomber hat, got up and fell again. I walked over to pick up her hat and help her and I went down. Cup full of hot cappuccino in my hand went ALL over me. It was so slippery that I had to slide on my butt all the way from the front of the car to where she was, help her get up, open the car door and help her in, slide down to the back of the car where I could physically get up. Glide to my side of the car while holding onto it. S was ok but I was in some pain. OMG! I got a Motrin 800 from my dad when I got home and it did NOTHING. I was hurting. My elbow was swollen big time and it hurt. I couldn't even wipe my ass or brush my teeth. I was just not meant to be left handed at any point in my life. Talk about feeling like a 3 year old! Went to the walk in clinic the next day and got some xrays done. Thank God it wasn't broken. Can you picture me w/ a broken elbow and a bright red/green/pink/blue cast all the way up to my armpit?! I think not. Although I'd have gotten good at wiping my ass left handed!!!
Ya, that's been a recap of my interesting month of bullshit. Is summer here yet!? If Spring doesn't come early I'm putting a bullet in the groundhog!
Sunday, February 04, 2007
Monthly recapHi guys. OMG, I don't even know where to start to be honest. I'm guessing that this is going to end up being one long post. You know how I babble on a normal basis. I'm really going to try to get on here more often. Just seems lately that there are not enough hours in my day...
I guess I'll start that my Grandpa passed 5 weeks and 3.5 days after he told us he was dying of cancer. January 13th at approximately 330am in my dad's arms. I cannot imagine one of my parents passing as I am holding them... I'm very grateful that he is not in pain anymore as it got really bad towards the end. I would not wish that on my worst enemy. He had his biopsy done on Tuesday and he went right downhill from there. He was gone on Saturday morning. So sad to see someone that has always been strong as an ox in the condition he was in. He would not have wanted to live like that so I am very thankful that God took him home. I was praying everyday that he would. He was a good man and did not deserve to live like that. I haven't had a meltdown yet... I seem to think that I did all of my grieving in the beginning, after we found out he was sick. I'm sure one of these days I'll loose it. Probably when I go to camp, since that was his very most favorite place on Earth. He chose to be cremated and did not want any services. This spring we are having a memorial for him at his camp and the following day my dad, uncle and I'm not sure who else, will climb up a mountain to his favorite place to sprinkle his ashes and carry out his final wishes. I can't remember if I told you before but I wrote my Grandpa a letter not long after we were told of his condition. I thanked him for being my Grandpa. I thanked him for taking me under his wing when my mom met my dad and for never treating me any differently from my sister. I thanked him for driving all the way out to VA with my parents when S was born. I recalled the look his his eyes when he first laid eyes on her. How proud he was of me. So many wonderful memories. There were many other things in the letter. It was a page and a half typed. I realize that this was very impersonal, as I explained to him, but I wanted to make SURE he understood and was able to read every single word that I had poured out of my heart instead of deciphering my handwriting. It was very important to me that he know exactly how I felt. I left the letter in a sealed envelope on his table. The reason I didn't say all of the things that I needed to say to him in person was because I didn't want any interruptions or for him to stop me from saying anything. I called his house the next day or the day after and he answered the phone. He thanked me for the letter. I told him that I needed for him to know how I felt. I told him that I am very proud to have his last name. For those of you who do not remember, he is not my biological Grandpa, but he has always treated me as such. There was never a doubt in my mind. My mom and dad married when I was 3.
As a result of my Grandpa passing there has been SO much family drama I don't even know where to begin. My "uncle" M (he is actually a cousin but he and my dad were such good friends growing up that I've always called him uncle), budded himself into everything. He and my Grandma are ice fishing buddies. He's always over at their house. UM and I have always had a fairly good relationship. We drifted apart for quite a few years but then reconnected shortly before all this happened. He's a very "odd" person. After his father died, he pretty much banished all of his brothers and sisters, as well as his own mom, from his life. That's another book in itself. Anyway, people in the family felt that they could not stop to see my Grandpa in the final weeks because UM was always there. My other Uncle (UF) and my dad felt the same way. They wanted some alone time with their father but he was always there. Anyway, the day that Grandpa passed, he was at the house as well as everyone else in the family. Everyone was doing ok. I think we were sad that he was gone but we were also thankful that he was not suffering anymore. UM is a drama queen (no he's not gay, but nonetheless a drama queen). He's always bitching, pissing and moaning about something. He thinks he's right about everything. When Gpa told us that he was dying, UM hounded him over and over as well as bitched to us about how he needs a second opinion etc. Gpa didn't want that. He didn't want a second opinion. He didn't want chemo or radiation. He accepted his fate. Respect his wishes was all I kept telling him. This is HIS life, not ours. We are being selfish for telling him what he "should" do. We need to respect him as he has respected us all these years. Anyway, the day that he passed, we were all over at Gpa's house. I walked into a conversation he was having with my sister. He was on the couch and she was on a chair in the basement. He was complaining about Dr's and what not. I just stopped in my tracks and told him that I firmly believe that we all have a time and there is nothing we can do about it. Our fate is our fate. He corrected me and said that "Dr's (grumble grumble, blah blah blah). To be honest I really didn't' listen to what he said. I simply turned around, looked him straight in the eyes and said "and today is not the day". He was flabbergasted. He got up and went upstairs mumbling something and a minute later came back down and found his jacket. I walked up to him and explained that I wasn't trying to be a bitch but... He put his jacket on, went back up the stairs and walked right out the door. I was floored, yet not surprised. I didn't say anything that no one hadn't wanted to say to him for weeks, I just had the balls to say it to his face. It's been about 3 weeks and I still have not heard from him. I'm sure he'll hold this grudge against me for the rest of his life, just like he does with everyone else. It's been about 5 or 6 years, for the record, since he's talked to his mom or siblings... I've thought about writing him a letter. There is always some letter in the newspaper from him voicing his opinion about things that he doesn't even know about, yet when someone says something to him that he doesn't like, he turns into a little crybaby sissy boy. And he's 46 years old. You know, he's going to get old, my Grandma is eventually going to pass away and he's going to be alone. He's never been married, hasn't had a girlfriend in years. He's going to be alone. Alone and wishing that he hadn't alienated everyone that was close to him in his life and it's going to be no one's fault but his own. I really did nothing wrong. But he needs to realize that he isn't' hurting MY feelings by not talking to me, he's hurting S's. Does he care? No, not really. He has my Grandma. One of two friends he actually has.
On to my Grandma. Actually, she doesn't deserve a capitalization. She doesn't even deserve to be called grandma. I'll call her gg for lack of any creativity right now. I do have some other choice words for her but I'll keep them to myself for the time being. During the time that Grandpa was sick, I would occasionally stop at their house to visit. There was one day, it was a Thursday and I had a dentist appointment. This would have been maybe a week and a half before he passed. He was supposed to go for a biopsy the following day, which actually turned out to be a consultation. Anyway, I stopped there after my appt to visit him. He was going through pictures and things. Getting things in order for when he was gone. I was there for a little while. He needed his x-rays from the hospital so I offered to get them for him. He was still in good shape at this point but going downhill. You could tell that he was in pain and his speech was starting to get slurred and difficult to understand. I picked up his x-rays and called work to let them know that I was visiting him and that I'd be there when I get there. After all, every minute that I didn't spend with him was time lost. Work can wait. Anyway, I stayed there with him for a little while longer before going to work. I think I stayed until noon so I was there for maybe 2- 2.5 hours. I heard a few days later that gg made the comment that I was there for "800 hours" that day. Fucking bitch. I heard many other things that she has said about me in the past month or two. She has made comments about me calling my sisters cell phone when she brings gg to the neighboring town shopping and what not. Now, WHY would that annoy her? She tells her to shut her phone right off so she doesn't have to talk to me!!! My sister would never admit this to me but I've heard things from so many people. gg would call my sister to bring her 2 year old daughter there everyday to see Grandpa. She would also call my Uncle ( my dad's brother) to bring his sons up there to see Grandpa. Do you think the bitch called me ONE time to bring S up there? No. Not once. Didn't even tell someone else to tell me to bring her there. They used to have Friday fish frys at their house, she and UM, I'd NEVER get a call to come up and get fish. NEVER. So the Friday before my Grandpa passed, S and I were there visiting my dad. He came to town on Wednesday and didn't leave until Grandpa passed away. My Aunt and cousin were also there that day. There is a stairwell that goes up to the attic that my sister and her friends wrote on as kids and S and D (cousin) wanted to write on it and gg had a FIT. When the kids asked here if they would write somewhere else she started telling them "it's bedtime, it's bedtime" over and over again. I heard the following day that she didn't get ANY sleep that night because S and I were there VERY LATE. Uh, we were home by 930p. Not only that, we were there for my dad NOT for her. NOT FOR HER. After all the horse shit I've heard from her mouth. Fuck that shit. Yes, I feel bad for her. I do. She was 14 when she and my Grandpa got married. She turned 15 a month later and my Uncle was born 5 months after they married. They would have been married for 49 years this April. She went from playing Barbie's with her sisters to being a mom. She never had to do anything, never had to worry about anything, my Grandpa did everything for her. While they lived separate lives at the end, they were still married. I never heard a bad word from either of them about each other. He lived at camp and she lived at the house in town. He came in all the time to make sure that the bills were paid and that she was ok etc. He was retired and he wanted to be at camp. Anyway, even the day he passed, I tried helping her out but nothing I did was right. When my sister came, everything changed. Once I picked up S, broke the news to her as to what was going on, and brought her to the house where everyone was, she hugged gg and then hugged her again and asked her if she could give that one to Grandpa. She didn't even shed a tear. My mom and I both asked what S had said and she looked at my mom and told her but didn't acknowledge me. I did not hug her when I left and I do not feel bad about it. She has ALWAYS treated me differently from my sister. ALWAYS. I remember feeling that way since the day she was born. I was 5 years old so I had been a part of their lives for 3 years already as I was about 2 when my parents met. In fact, when UM was still talking to me, I'd told him about my being at the house for "800 hours" and he defended her until I explained to him how I felt and how she's called everyone BUT me to come up there to see Grandpa. Then he told me that she had asked him not long prior, why he favors me over my sister?! Are you fucking off your rocker lady!? I mean, does she NOT realize how she treats me and S? I noticed this summer, when my sister was watching S for me and they were all over at gg's house, how differently she treats S compared to my niece. My niece can do no wrong, just like my sister but she treats S so differently. It's so unfair. She has no use for me. Since Grandpa has passed, I have not been there nor have I called her. She hasn't asked anyone about me or S. Fuck her. That's all I can say. One day, when everything settles, shit is going to hit the fan and I'm going to let her know how I feel and how wrong it is. How she has alienated me from them for most of my life. Even her siblings has questioned why she has done that. Psycho. Oh, and to top things off, she told my dad just this week that he and my Uncle have to go through all of Grandpa's clothes or she's bringing them to Goodwill. Grieving widow huh?! FUCK HER. Ya, all THAT is just the icing on the cake to be honest.
The love life is still sucking. Nothing really new to report on that. Boston went back to his ex gf, which I can't blame him. I mean, I've been there and I understand. Although I do not understand why he handled it the way he did. His actions were that of a boy and not a man. He had no intention of talking to me as he claimed he was going to. So yes, I was a bit upset about that. I'm over it. I have to be. He was a great person though and I really enjoyed my time with him. Oh well. Things didn't go anywhere w/ the guy that I ran into on NY's. S was gone and I kind of asked if he wanted to do something but w/ everything going on w/ Gpa it just didn't pan out and things were idle. There is a guy from another town that has been contacting me via Myspace. Actually I contacted him first becuase when the girls and I had gone out this summer, we were calling the police dept down there trying to get someone to bring us Taco Bell. Becky's boyfriend works there so it was ok. Anyway, I didn't realize it was "this" guy that we were trying to call so I emailed him and apoligized for being drunken assholes etc. Come to find out that we never did get a hold of him and the guys that we were talking to wouldn't give us his cell number. Anyway, so we've been chatting. He wanted to come here for drinks on Friday but plans fell through. I was leary of it anyway. He was engaged and they broke off the engagement. I know they were living together but I'm not sure if she's moved out or not. B's trying to get the scoop on that for me. However, I KNOW they are NOT together. On the flipside, I think he's "dating" and trying to figure out who he is. I'm not sure how involved he is with one girl in particular that leaves comments for him on MS all the time. I don't feel it's my business to ask but I see "Disaster" written ALL over it. I see Boston 2 all over it. I mean, there is no harm in having a drink or two and getting to know someone but if he IS seeing this other girl, I dont' want to be stepping on anyone's toes ya know? Ya, so that's all I got for you in that dept.
S is my big girl. In December she told me that she wanted to put her hair in a ponytail and go to the local salon and cut her hair to make someone a wig. I'd talked this over w/her dad and he agreed to let her do it but asked that I wait until she got back from his house. Absolutely. So I made an appt for her and she cut off 10" of her hair and donated it to Locks of Love. I'm so very proud of her!!! She loves her new hair cut. I'm still getting used to it. I miss the curls. Her hair now has less wave than mine.
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In other S news, she FINALLY lost her first tooth Thursday!!! It had been HANGING in her mouth for at least a week but she was too chicken to pull it out. The toothfairy left her a couple of dollars and she woke up disappointed that she didnt' get quarters!!!! "Mommy, isn't the TF supposed to leave quarters?!". I explained that paper money was worth more... Ugh kids. And here begins the gangly stage!
Well I think that's about it. Not that that wasn't enough for you to read! :) If i think of more I'll have to add on! :)
I hope you're all well. I'm sick of winter. It's -9 right now. Not to mention the windchill. It was supposed to be -30 with the windchill overnight this weekend. Thank God we stayed home!!! :)
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Things to do tomorrow (today)...Hi guys. I realize I've been gone for a month. Acutally I posted 1 month ago today for the last time. Anyway, I've had SO much going on in the past month it's insane. I think I needed some time to just gather my thoughts... Anyway, it's WAY to late to start now but it's my goal for tomorrow. Now that I'm half ass sane again, I will update you all. I hope that you've been well and I have missed you!
Be prepared as I'm sure it'll be a long one!!!! :)
