Monthly Archives: July 2011
With the MIL’s house almost ready for painting, I had hoped my stress levels would drop knowing we might be able to put it on the market soon.
Then we got the county tax, city tax, and school real estate tax bills for the house. EEEEEKS!!!! I can’t believe how high they are when compared to ours. Double taxes, double utilities, double maintenance, this completely sucks. Moreover, we haven’t received the estimate for the roof repairs yet and we still have to pay for the funeral.
Excessive stress doesn’t help when it comes to writing. I find myself getting easily distracted all the time. Even reading, which for me is a passion, is difficult. All I can do is wait it out and hope for the best.
G and I finally went to see the last Harry Potter movie. We had a good time. There were only a few other people in the theater with us. That’s why we wait so long to go to these. We both hate crowded theaters. Naturally, I forgot to bring my denim shirt to cover my arms and didn’t wear sneakers and socks. I froze and my feet felt like blocks of ice when we left. G wore sandals but had the sense to bring a sweater. Only her feet froze.
We’d both read all the books and with the time constraints of a movie we think they did it well.
The Smurf movie and ‘Aliens and Cowboys’ were doing a brisk business on their first day of release. We were so glad not to be in those theaters since they were loaded with children-type people.
I had my laugh for the night at around two-thirty in the morning. Some idiot was racing his not-so-quiet motorcycle up and down the street. He forgot one thing…Roads, which have been dry for a long time and are suddenly wet, are slippery. He made a u-turn in front of my yard, the motorcycle went one way, and he went another. I saw him land on his feet as the motorcycle jumped out from under him and landed on its side.
I couldn’t stop laughing and I had to rush Patty inside before I collapsed. Then, while trying to keep a straight face, I went out the front door and asked Mr. Keneival if he was okay. He was. I went back inside and giggled like a fool for a while.
If he’d been injured, I would’ve called for aid. As it was, he was more embarrassed knowing someone had seen the incident than anything else.
I wish I had it on video—it was priceless.
G and I filled my van again. This time we had two stops to make with all the stuff. The first one was to a local rehab hospital to donate the MIL’s wheelchair, walkers, and other items. They were delighted to see us come in with the load.
Our second stop was at Goodwill to empty out the rest of the items from the back of my van. This time we left them 15 boxes and 14 household items. Last time they got 25 boxes and a dozen household items.
The house is almost empty now much to our relief. We have one more trip to Goodwill to make on Sunday where we’ll drop off the sewing machine in the cabinet and some other things we couldn’t fit in the van this time.
After that, the only thing left for me to do is to get some help to load and bring home the armoire and dresser. Then I can call the painters for an estimate. Our roofer checked the roofs and he’s working up an estimate now. We are two steps closer to finishing this.
Yesterday we didn’t go over to the MIL’s house as we’d planned to because Neither G nor I felt up to working in this heat. We hope the break in the weather we’re supposed to get will make it easier to work on Wednesday.
We still have many small items to pack and remove along with books to take to recycling. Don’t worry I removed all the good books. There weren’t many, the MIL wasn’t big on reading anything. The books left are an assortment of ‘miracle cure’ books and piles of ‘How to’ books she left in boxes in the cellar where they got wet and moldy.
Sunday, was a good day to stay home and catch up on some housework. It was too hot to work outside so a few neglected indoor chores took precedence.