Love me some Grateful Dead

I have referenced in previous posts how much lyrics, bands, music influences my mind’s ticking. I resisted titling this post ‘What a Long Strange Trip It’s Been’ as that one song title is so overused it has become cliche, but that is exactly what is going through my head.
Fear not! I have my favorite blue tooth headphones on and am dialing up some alternative sounds. Stay tuned, I will update upon finalizing my decision. I think it is safe to say my taste is eclectic!
Today’s observation into the ‘strange trip’ part: OMG it is tough to replace windows and/or consider remodeling anything!
At some deep, limbic level I knew. I knew that doing anything to any house could be expensive and annoying. I used to be really, really handy, but now I am old, so I try not to do too much myself. I think my goal in life has always been somewhat, ‘make enough money to be able to pay the experts’. But damn! I didn’t realize how expensive(and annoying)it was to call the experts for every, teeny, tiny thing!
And scheduling! This is worse than trying to fit a ‘1:1’ into a VP’s calendar when that VP has just sworn he is seeing NO ONE! I declare, handymen specialists are the worst!
I need estimates so I can finally finish the blasted ‘Window Replacement’ project! It is not my fault the workers dropped things when they were doing all of the installs. They did a great job doing what they do, but they really weren’t the safest, neatest, most efficient craftspersons I have ever met. So far, I have been pleased with the produce delivered and the vendor is working with me to make me ‘whole’.
The monkey is on my back! I have been working for a whole week trying to schedule appointments for estimates with local specialists. So far only 1 of the 4 I scheduled has shown up for the agreed-upon appointment. I guess the rest of these folks want to remain losers and are absolutely not interested in my business. So sad. I am so frustrated that I am calling the contractor who installed the windows to see if we can negotiate another approach to closing this transaction.

Music I settled on? Right now, I am listening to OneRepublic ‘Native’ AND changed from my headphones to my little blue tooth speaker on the counter! I found a couple of tasks to complete so next time my options are greater, but that is a post for another day!

Miss ya Mom!

A year ago today my life changed forever. My beloved mother passed away and life hasn’t been the same since. My mother was the most loving, kind, amazing individual anyone ever met. She loved everyone. When she passed, a light went out in this world.
Ironically, today is World Adoption Day.How appropriate! My older brother and I are both adopted. (We have a baby brother who isn’t, but that is a long story for a future post, maybe.)
My parents were unable to have children of for a long, long time. In the 50’s it couldn’t possibly be the male’s problem, so women would undergo surgery to try and figure out why they couldn’t conceive. It had to be her fault.
My blessed mother had fifteen (15) exploratory surgeries between 1950 and 1957 trying to figure out why she wasn’t conceiving. My parents had been married since 1946 and this was incredibly frustrating for both of them. She was diagnosed with severe case of endometriosis in one of her early surgeries and the medical community rectified that problem, probably extending her life. (Thank you!)
It has been interesting growing up as an adopted child. My parents never hid the information and actually went out of their way to make sure I knew it. There are a lot of mixed emotions as an adoptee. You can’t help but wonder why didn’t my biological parents want me? Was I rejected at birth?
Roe v Wade changed the thought process. Never again did I have a negative thought about being giving up for adoption. I began thinking about what a blessing it was that I ever took a breath. Thanks Bio-mom whomever you may be and wherever you are.
My parents are a shining example of what adoption could/should be, so I find it interesting that World Adoption Day is today.

Changes over time

For starters, I feel like I have been moving forever! In reality, it hasn’t been more than 18 months, but that is long enough. It all started when I was laid off from my long-term contract. Bitter disappointment followed.
In the midst of coming to terms with my situation, my husband’s company notified him he would be out of work at the end of 2017 as they were moving to Colorado and he hadn’t been with them long enough for consideration. Great! Just what I needed to hear!
I am really proud of us! We didn’t let any of this news actually get us down. We became incredibly pragmatic. We had a date that our whole world would change, now what could we do to be ready when the calendar counted down? We created a list of things we needed to get in order and started working down that list.
I found a new job! It took me a couple of months, but I found one. Turned out to be the best job I have ever had! The drive blew, but at least it was a reverse commute! This was quite a relief and gave us an alternative for when my husband’s job would end. We were blessed!
We had a lot to do before the end of the year.
My eldest child was getting married in New Mexico. Check! I am mother of the bride there is no way I would miss that!
We started packing up our belongings in preparation to put our house, my beautiful house that I planned to die in, on the market. An analysis of our financial situation identified we could downsize without much effort and get out from under the only debt we had – the mortgage.
We are good homeowners. We have a set of basic maintenance tasks that we do every year, which helps to keep the house nicer and definitely increases resale value when you can produce the records. Not knowing exactly what was happening next, we went about taking care of our ‘annual fall maintenance’ tasks, scheduling them around my daughter’s wedding.
Upon returning home from my daughter’s wedding, my husband was asked if he would be interested in keeping his job, the caveat being we would have to move to Colorado.
After that everything went F-A-S-T!
Stuff moved out of the house.
Deep cleaning ensued.
House listed.
House sold.
Halloween.
I quit my job.
Find an apartment in Colorado.
All of those annoying things you have to do to move into a new place.
My mother passes.
Truck loaded.
My best friend rides with me as I drive from Bellevue, WA to Denver, CO. It took a couple of days, but I needed to get home. 25% of why I wanted to be in Colorado has just left this earth and I needed to be there for my father!
As I sit here, I realize this all happened a year ago and I am still trying to settle into my new normal.