It's a lazy,
lovely day. I woke up with a headache (I honestly think it's too
many diet sodas and not enough water or else a chiropractic situation),
but it cleared out quickly. I napped for about an hour or so and
have otherwise been answering e-mails and cleaning up a bit.
looks mellow. Eric may or may not work tomorrow. David may or
may not drive up tomorrow. I may go to town with Nathan tonight,
tomorrow or Sunday, depending on all of the above coupled with the factor
of how early Eric gets home tonight. It's all up in the air.
Josh, Valerie and the grandkids are coming up, so that will be nice.
We haven't seen them since Christmas.
Kids are due
home shortly, so these are my last few moments of solitude before Monday.
There is minor cleaning to do, but nothing extreme. I've been
meditating, relaxing and trying to find my passion, my flow again.
I'm still off kilter from changes, but adapting in a good bit.
I did treat
the cat's butt with Solarcaine rather than peroxide. I remembered
that we used to use Solarcaine for our ladies after they had babies to
reduce swelling, prevent infection and minimize irritation. Kitty
is looking much better today, but wow, he's not into the jolt of cold
spray on his delicate netherlands.
I wrote out
the last of the checks for bills yesterday, so everyone should be paid
and happy. There were two credit cards (both from the same company)
I hadn't paid on in about a year and when I called them up to negotiate,
they were willing to settle for 60% of the total amount owed. That
worked out well because 40% of the recent balance was service charges and
late fees and such. As it was, I ended up paying the principle
balance; the amount I'd actually charged. That helped tremendously
and I am very grateful that they were so cooperative.
Now, the goal
is to move forward with just the utilities and (hefty) mortgage to pay
and refinance again in 18 months at a better rate with our credit report
in considerably nicer shape. Eric didn't get the really great job
he was up for. He was seriously crippled by the fact that the last four
companies he's worked for no longer exist and he has no phone number for
anyone who worked there. He gets laid off at the last minute when
the company is failing, then it dies after the last wave of layoffs.
So far, he's closed out Integra Communications, Nortel, Cable Express and
MCI Worldcom. That leaves him with no trackable employment since
the military, which he left in 2000. We're still hopeful and he
will continue to apply for better jobs with good benefits packages.
He currently has a very decent job with no benefits package.
Time to go
clean! Have an absolutely stellar weekend!
Oh, to hold
you over in the culinary weirdness department, here's some Twinkie Sushi.
I think I'll do OK without it. The recipe is linked to the picture.
Just click it.
Eric and I
had a wonderful Candlemas ritual last night, welcoming the changes and
feeling the anticipation of what this year brings. I was so tired,
but I did realize that the reason I've been feeling so out of sorts is
that I don't really know what to do with myself or how to process the
changes we've experienced and all that has happened.
stressing over the refi and stressing over Christmas and stressing over
the wood:snow ratio and stressing over Eric's work situation and
stressing over the car situation and stressing over the mess with Eric's
failed business and stressing over getting the original home loan for
this place and stressing over our rental house being sold and stressing
over Eric's many lay offs before that and so on and so on further back
forever... It seems like even when I thought I wasn't stressing and was
giving everything up to faith, there was still tension surrounding the
very real threats that were there.
there is no longer a threat, at least for a while, I find that I don't
quite know what to do with myself. I've been praying for things to
work out for so long that it's very, very different for everything to
actually be worked out. Now that it's all over for the time being,
I feel more tense than when I was going through the crises.
was looking for a particular website for a long, long time before I
realized it was an Incredimail letter. Duh! In fact, it was
an Incredimail from before the last Windows XP installation, so not only
do I not have it any more, but I can't find it anywhere on the net.
It was a blue fairy leaning over a bubble of animated butterflies.
I believe it was by Amy Brown, but I'm not sure. She recently
pulled permissions on a lot of her work being used. I wasn't able
to find it, but in the process, while I still believed it to be a webset,
I ended up going through every one of my Nonsoapy Journal Archives.
How many is that? Just over 300 and that doesn't count the ones
that have more than one entry on them. I found a lot of favorite
websets, so that's nice. Just not the one I wanted.
As I was
looking over the entries, it was like a life review. I have
1) It has
been a stressful few years.
2) I have way
too many stress-related headaches
3) I have
incredible dreams that I love
4) My kids
are cool. I was especially loving the entry where Dylan said, "When
I poop, I sometimes feel older than I am." That kid is the bomb.
A friend of
mine reminded me today of a dream I had back in June:
I was sitting in a restaurant, waiting to be
seated. Eric was in the bathroom and I was next to an older man and
woman that I knew in the dream, but I had not arrived with them and
didn't know them in real life. They were very excited to tell me that
"their Kathy" would be arriving on December 5th. I was remarking,
"That's wonderful! Just in time for Christmas!" as Eric walked up. He
was also excited to see the couple and that Kathy was coming back. I
have no clue who the old couple is, who Kathy is or why I was so glad she
was coming back. I just know that it's the first dream in ages I've
remembered. It was very clear. I didn't recognize the restaurant, but I
can clearly see the cracked vinyl bench seats were were sitting on as we
waited. I also know that my name used to be Kathy. I never used Katrina
(my legal name) until about 1993. If I die on December 5th, the old
people did it.
This was before I knew that Dylan would be going back to school just
after December and I'd be on my own with no kids! When I last had
no children of my own, my name was Kathy. The kids all in school,
the money problems resolved, me free to write and endlessly explore my
spirituality... Yep, I've arrived and not long after that date. In
fact, looking at my date book, I can see that ironically, December 5th
was the day we first contacted Erica about starting the refinancing of
the house. I guess I'm reborn in a way.
While we were
in LA, Joe and Sandra lent us the money to take the kids to Disneyland.
They had a really wonderful time. One thing I learned, if you are
ever doing Diz on a shoestring is to NOT take cash into the park.
We put the money they lent to us in the back and used a debit card.
That way, you don't make any purchases without it being a process. Helped
my diet as well. We fed the kids before and after leaving the park
as well, which helped considerably.
Pictures are here.
Time for me
to put away clothes (they were sorted yesterday... it's a process for me)
and clean house. A nap might even be in order if all goes well. I'm
thinking spaghetti and meatballs for dinner. :)
Hope you have
a wonderful evening. I'm going to be busy working on adjusting into my
new, stress-free self and getting all balanced again after the madness.