Rainy Nights in Georgia… and days and days and days…

September 21st, 2009

Georgia is gonna float away, the Bears beat the Steelers, and I can’t find a freaking house I like.  So my Monday morning could be better.

It has rained basically nonstop for days now, and apparently it’s going to continue for most of the week.  Didn’t I have this problem up in Kentucky?  My father-in-law says I brought the Kentucky rains with me down here.  Of all the things I wanted to bring with me, that wasn’t one of them.

I have a PTO meeting tonight, my first here.  I’m not attending only as a parent but also as the grade parent for the second grade.  I’m praying that’s a title only, and my input won’t really be needed for anything.  I have no opinions these days.  Honest.  Speaking about the whole education thing, while the younger two kids are settling in better than I thought, they’re still struggling a bit with getting into the teaching  routines of their new schools.  I’m expecting some very informative moments at the parent/teacher conferences on Wednesday.  I’m serious… it doesn’t feel like we’ve changed states… sometimes it feels like we’ve changed countries.

Oh well… it’s all good.  We’ve decided to take the kids away for a few days during their Fall break in a couple weeks.  We’re scouting at condo rentals around Cocoa Beach, and we might even jet over to Disney for a day or two.  We soooo deserve it.  I can’t think of anywhere I’d rather be than totally disconnected on a beach with a good book.  I wish I could even leave all the electronics at home, even the cell, but with ailing family and a kid away in college, I’m forced to stay in touch at least a little.  Oh don’t you worry, everyone will have strict instructions not to bother me unless there’s loss of limb or something equally as important.

So if you have something really important you need me to tend to, you’d better get with me within the next eleven days.  Otherwise, I’m not listening until mid-October!  Ha – That implies I listen on a regular basis, doesn’t it…

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Now where’s your picket fence, Love?

September 11th, 2009

Life is a series of ups and downs, but that emotional roller coaster is still far better than feeling like you’ve flat lined.  At least that’s what I keep telling myself.  Every single freaking time I feel like I finally have something figured out, and I’m headed in the right direction, the universe doubles over in sarcastic cosmic laughter.

Life in Georgia has been filled with packing and unpacking issues, new school drama, and learning to live near my inlaws.  I thought it would be easier than this because I truly love his family.  I’m trying to remember the biggest reason we made this move was because his parents needed us.  Just that fact in itself should have warned me it wouldn’t be easy.  Especially since the needs aren’t something sterile like financial need.  They aren’t well, and some of the people in their lives are taking advantage of their sweet nature and giant hearts.  Someone had to step in, and the husband decided that it should be us.  Yay me.

Would you like me to tell you how moving down here to support and befriend my upper class extremely conservative mother-in-law has changed my life?  Sure you would.  My days are filled with helping to host prayer luncheons and attending ladies’ teas and such.  I’m the grade parent for IzzyB’s class, and the parent the middle school thinks will attend every field trip with the thirteen year old. 

Translation:  I’m walking around this town looking and feeling like I have a stick shoved so far up my ass it’s gonna cause brain damage.  I didn’t even realize it had happened to me until a couple evenings ago when my new “best friend” called to let me know she’d volunteered me to buy a booth some kind of craft fair for her church!  HER CHURCH!  I don’t even attend her church!  Not to mention, now that my days are consumed by playing the role of Betsy Blue Blood, how the hell am I supposed to have time to knit something to sell at a freaking craft fair?!  I vaguely remember spitting out something along the lines of, “Get me all the specific information and get back to me because I won’t commit to something I’m not sure I can follow through with… blah blah blah….”  I’m not doing it.  Screw that.

I’m so tired I went to bed at 8:30pm last night.  Do you have any idea what it means for me to be in bed at 8:30pm?!  The world might possibly be ending.  Tribulation, apocalypse, armageddon, or whatever you wanta call it, be prepared.

I’m trying to behave and let everyone have their fun introducing me into this alternate universe I’ve found myself in, but I’m not sure how much longer I can pretend to be normal.  Every time I catch myself daydreaming about punching some blue haired know-it-all in the face, I remind myself I’ve taken on this role to help.  I just have to find a way to gradually ease my mother-in-law out of all her obligations so that she doesn’t feel like she’s getting too old and frail to keep going like this.  Oh wait… she IS!  Yeah she is, but I don’t have to make her feel it just yet.  This lifestyle is very important to her, and she deserves to be happy right now, even if it all makes me want to jump off the roof.  And there are days when I really really want to jump off this roof.

But not right now.  Right now I have to go hand feed the dog and give him is morning insulin shot.

Oh god I’ve died and gone to hell…

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Please Don’t Leave Me!

September 1st, 2009

Geez… you can’t just disappear for weeks without spam completely taking over your blog anymore.  What’s up with that?!  I really need a better way of dealing with spam, but I don’t want to make the two people still reading me have to jump through too many hoops.  Otherwise they may stop coming here like everyone else!  Any suggestions?

So anyway.  We’re still only semi-settled here in the great hot state of Georgia.  My father-in-law says I always bring my Kentucky weather with me when I come down here except this time  he’s not complaining.  Apparently they need the loads of rain that followed me down.  However, now that I’m here permanently, I’m not sure what/who he’ll blame the weather on anymore!

The kiddos are finally beginning to settle into their new schools, and since this is where my husband began his career, he’s already fairly comfortable.  I seem to be mourning a bit more than normal.  Usually I’m the first one to jump right in when it comes to a major change like this, but I think I’m getting too old for this stuff.

I don’t even know where to begin.  So many things have happened.  I’m still sifting through it all trying to find my sanity.  I really only blogged this morning to scream “I’m still here!  Don’t leave me!”  I’ll be catching up on everyone really soon.  I’ve missed this world.  I want life to slow down so I can come back, dammit!

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