Apparently, a bunch of things have been happening. For example, my husband, my not-BIL, and J. all sent me a link to the WaPo article about the newly appointment board members at the board formerly known as Reedy Creek WTF arrived to learn that there had been a fully noticed meeting recently in which a document was unanimously approved by the outgoing board. And they learned the contents of the document, didn’t like it much and turned it into an opportunity to pay very conservative lawyers who are generally not super effective but definitely do a lot of press. Good times. Definitely an example of FAAFO in an ongoing form. I particularly liked that they actually used the royal clause. Like, for real.
Also, last night after DND turned on on my phone — and let me tell you, your life will be materially better if you turn on DND on your phone and are very selective about who can blow through DND on your phone — there was some sort of flurry of messages from my husband’s family about MIL. I read the messages, and thought about what I was thinking and feeling, and decided to model something that I’ve been trying to get across in other ways. Just Ignore It. It won’t go away, but you don’t have to give it any time or energy while it’s there. As I have noted, my heart is elsewhere. Mostly with children.
What else. Oh, right! Speaking of in-laws, while we were out drinking and dining, I told husband I was thinking about having the contents of the storage unit in Albany delivered to our house. When we’ve had things delivered to the house before, we’ve sorted them and moved them along to the appropriate location, but when they sit in a storage area in another city, nothing happens. We’ve tried to get other people to deal with them, but they aren’t, so I’m like, you know, let’s just do this. I wanted to get a really solid commitment on husband’s part that he wouldn’t second guess me and he wasn’t willing to give it but he _was_ willing to commit to do the sorting so I’m going to call this a win.
Looking back at paragraphs 2 and 3, I remember now the time that paragraph 3 protagonist did exactly what paragraph 2 protagonist just did, with _precisely_ the same reaction all around. If you find yourself severely distressed and in need of help, and like, call the suicide hotline or whatever, and leave voicemail with people or whatever, please turn OFF DND on your phone (I know I just told you your life will be better with DND on, but this is a special case!) so that the people you panicked can call you back! And also, if they resort to the two calls in rapid succession to get through to you and DND is turned off, please answer the phone.
Because if you don’t, some of us are going to make some decisions about what we choose to respond to.
I finished the decluttering book and will try to get a real review posted. It’s a great book very, very, very much worth reading.
ETA: I have not yet posted a review of the book (really, I do intend to), but it did inspire me to refill some containers in the kitchen (flour, turkey red) and while I was doing that, to vacuum the pantry the backstock lives in and while I was doing _that_ to do some editing of the contents of the pantry so that less space is taken up by large mostly empty boxes. I’m sure R. will find this annoying when he goes to make A.’s lunch tomorrow as things have moved from where they were on the floor to the lowest shelf, but I’ll point it out to him and tell him why some of the RKT snacks are now in his Clif Bar box while I’m at it.
I attempted to get the current address for SIL so I could send her flowers (they did a real estate shuffle recently, and I still send the holiday mailer to the main house, but they are not there now). BIL read but did not respond. R. said they were playing pickle ball, so I just found Broward county deeds and figured out the address and then found a florist nearby that would do same-day. The flowers can do all the talking for me. It’s really better that way, I feel.
FURTHERMORE! Cousin-in-law posted an OMG is this really true to FB reposting a list of school shootings. It looked about right (about the right length, lots of familiar schools on it), but I figured let’s nerd this just a bit (not a lot!) and wound the wapo article with the database and commented with the information and the suggestion that she could dump both the thing she reposted and the git hub, alphabetize them and then compare. I thought about doing it myself (I certainly know my way around a csv file, and I found iOS Numbers, so I even have a tool) and then went, nah.
But it does fit in with my theme of Oh You Just Now Noticed.
Also, last night after DND turned on on my phone — and let me tell you, your life will be materially better if you turn on DND on your phone and are very selective about who can blow through DND on your phone — there was some sort of flurry of messages from my husband’s family about MIL. I read the messages, and thought about what I was thinking and feeling, and decided to model something that I’ve been trying to get across in other ways. Just Ignore It. It won’t go away, but you don’t have to give it any time or energy while it’s there. As I have noted, my heart is elsewhere. Mostly with children.
What else. Oh, right! Speaking of in-laws, while we were out drinking and dining, I told husband I was thinking about having the contents of the storage unit in Albany delivered to our house. When we’ve had things delivered to the house before, we’ve sorted them and moved them along to the appropriate location, but when they sit in a storage area in another city, nothing happens. We’ve tried to get other people to deal with them, but they aren’t, so I’m like, you know, let’s just do this. I wanted to get a really solid commitment on husband’s part that he wouldn’t second guess me and he wasn’t willing to give it but he _was_ willing to commit to do the sorting so I’m going to call this a win.
Looking back at paragraphs 2 and 3, I remember now the time that paragraph 3 protagonist did exactly what paragraph 2 protagonist just did, with _precisely_ the same reaction all around. If you find yourself severely distressed and in need of help, and like, call the suicide hotline or whatever, and leave voicemail with people or whatever, please turn OFF DND on your phone (I know I just told you your life will be better with DND on, but this is a special case!) so that the people you panicked can call you back! And also, if they resort to the two calls in rapid succession to get through to you and DND is turned off, please answer the phone.
Because if you don’t, some of us are going to make some decisions about what we choose to respond to.
I finished the decluttering book and will try to get a real review posted. It’s a great book very, very, very much worth reading.
ETA: I have not yet posted a review of the book (really, I do intend to), but it did inspire me to refill some containers in the kitchen (flour, turkey red) and while I was doing that, to vacuum the pantry the backstock lives in and while I was doing _that_ to do some editing of the contents of the pantry so that less space is taken up by large mostly empty boxes. I’m sure R. will find this annoying when he goes to make A.’s lunch tomorrow as things have moved from where they were on the floor to the lowest shelf, but I’ll point it out to him and tell him why some of the RKT snacks are now in his Clif Bar box while I’m at it.
I attempted to get the current address for SIL so I could send her flowers (they did a real estate shuffle recently, and I still send the holiday mailer to the main house, but they are not there now). BIL read but did not respond. R. said they were playing pickle ball, so I just found Broward county deeds and figured out the address and then found a florist nearby that would do same-day. The flowers can do all the talking for me. It’s really better that way, I feel.
FURTHERMORE! Cousin-in-law posted an OMG is this really true to FB reposting a list of school shootings. It looked about right (about the right length, lots of familiar schools on it), but I figured let’s nerd this just a bit (not a lot!) and wound the wapo article with the database and commented with the information and the suggestion that she could dump both the thing she reposted and the git hub, alphabetize them and then compare. I thought about doing it myself (I certainly know my way around a csv file, and I found iOS Numbers, so I even have a tool) and then went, nah.
But it does fit in with my theme of Oh You Just Now Noticed.