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Bad days and worse days

Wow...I hate being emotionally unstable. Yesterday, towards the evening, I spent to much time thinking about my sister, and her death, and cried the rest of the evening.

Woke up with puffy eyes, prepared for the Ministry, and at noon, had an emotional breakdown to include crying, which pretty much shot the rest of my day.

I am sure gunna be glad when I snap outta this and can be my happy self.

Nolin KWH Usage History

Papa just showed me our electric bill:

Comparisons:

Current Month - KWH used - 1261 - Avg Temp - 26
One year ago   - KWH used - 2726 - Avg Temp - 36

That sure has been a big blessing since we removed the 'garbage' from our property, an decrease in our electric bill by half...HALF!!!

Papa is funny, he cuts out the KWH Usage History part of the bill and has them pinned to the wall next to his work station at the computer. I think it does his heart good to see the decrease in the electric bill, that we had to pay ourselves, no help from others. There towards the end, the only reason we didn't have to go the electric bill alone is because papa started making the company pay for the electric bill, then the boys got their pay checks afterwards. He did admit that it gave him some peace of mind.

Death Changes How One Thinks About Things

On February 8th, at 10 am, in New Zealand, my baby sister, who was 4 years younger than me, passed away due to complications from a Gastric By-pass surgery she had years ago.

I got a call at 6 am that morning from her husband, Brent, that Mary was in the hospital and they were giving her 24 hours to live....WHAT?!?!?!? By 5 pm that night, I got the call that she had passed. It was so short of a time!!!

Turns out her intestines rolled, wrapped around her stomach, cut off the blood, killed the stomach, so there was nothing the doctors could do but stitch her back up, put her on morphine, and then wait...

The hardest part for me will be that she is not there to share things with me any more.

Her death has changed how I feel about stuff. I have no desire to be on Face Book because there are people that are friends with me that are friends with my enemy, and I didn't want my enemy to hear about my sisters death, or my grief. So... I went through my Face Book, and deleted, or UnFriended, all those who might be friends of or family with my enemy. I feel soooooooo much better already.

I have not told any one at the hall about this because I am very private in my grief. I don't like it when I have a problem and somehow, even though my friends are well meaning, they make it all about them. Plus, I don't want to cry. I want to stay strong. So I don't need my well meaning friends coming up to me to comfort me. I cry in the comfort of my own home, with hubby to talk to... and that suits me just fine.

Mudd

Soooooo...

I had this bright idea to go outside and stack some firewood that Paul and I split up yesterday and dumped in the front yard with the tractor. I suited up in two layers of pants, put my slickers on, zipped up my carhart jacket, grabbed the wheelbarrow, and FOUGHT THE MUDD trip after trip. Mudd everywhere. All over me, all over the wheelbarrow, all over the kids!!! It took about 2 minutes per kid just to wipe the mudd off their paws.

Welcome to the new year.

Well well well,

Just loving this cold weather... (NOT.) You know it's cold when you need the wood stove going full tilt and the furnace to keep this double wide with 6" walls and double pane windows warm.

All kids are safely ensconced in the house. As usual, they enjoy their night tuck into their kennel with their 'good-night' cookie.

We installed a gate across the driveway, finally. For the last 10 years, 'others' threw a fit because we had a gate, and all of the sudden, they get what they want!!! I guess they should have been paying the bills. At any rate, the gate is up and Paul installed a garage door opener on it so we can use a remote to open and close it.

I have great plans and ideas about moving our residence to the top of the hill, closer to Papa's shop. Here's hoping that all goes well this year.