I have to paint today. I just can't put it off anymore. I painted everything in the loft, but, I haven't painted the narrow little open stairway I put in and I'm sleeping right under it. Have you ever smelled pressure treated lumber? You know what they treat it with? Arsenic. I looked it up to see why the fuck it smelled so chemicallie. It's a word because I say so, get over it. I'm sick of breathing it. I think it's contributing to this bad assed infection I have. Maybe not, but, I imagine it is, so that's my reasoning. But, the raw lumber really does smell awful...and strong.Today is the first day I've felt strong enough to move the couch and all those guitars stacked in cases behind it to paint. Plain white paint. It's got to smell better than lumber. Lissa is gone, the gestapo sent her back to her mom, so I don't have to deal with her tracking paint all over hell or 'helping' me. Though, she did do a pretty good job on the railing. Better that I did. I managed to get paint all over my hair. She didn't. I miss her a lot. But, I'll see her next weekend. She cried and told me she wanted to live here and I told her I wanted that too, but, we have to see what the judge says. She seemed pissed off that I can't just change the law. I'm always the one who fixes everything for her, but, I can't fix this. We just have to wait and deal with the outcome.
Other than that depressing news, I actually feel almost human today. I'm on my third round of antibiotics and waiting for my next appointment. Other than pain, there's nothing to complain about today. No nausea, no sudden vomiting or any other disgusting symptoms. Gawd, I don't want to push it by painting, but, I just can't smell that smell one more day. What are you guys doing? I'll take breaks and check in...I've procrastinated enough. Gawd.
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Glad you feel marginally better. I am keeping my fingers crossed for March 12 (or is it 16?) and, in a should-not-admit-but-have-to way, hope the mother slips up a little, enough to add another nail in her coffin, so to speak. Nothing that would harm Lissa and Gabe but enough to make it plain as day that those children do not belong with her.
My parents are coming over for lunch -- I am making onion pie and a berry pie, cheating by using vanilla custard as a filler for the fruit pie 'cause can't be bothered to make the extra effort. I'll make a salad and Matt will pick up wings too.
Other than that, finishing the never-ending laundry and maybe to the park if the weather continues to cooperate.
12th. Man, that pie sounds good.
Laundry here too. The 15 year old cat has some kidney insufficiency and a UTI I'm treating. Poor thing is incontinent, but getting better--I feel like I live in a dumpster this week, but she's my kid, so I will do what it takes as long as she has quality of life. She goes back Tues for lab tests. She's totally with it and very affectionate.
But damn, she peed on my pillow at 0200 on Thursday night...not a fun way to wake up, head planted in cat urine. She's been the best companion I could have ever had for the last 15 years. She took good care of me when I was sick, always knowing when I needed some TLC. They are amazing. I don't have kids, she's my kid. I'm so grateful for the many years we've had. Just hope I can continue to make her comfortable and will let her go when the time comes.
I'm glad to see you feel well enough to bitch about Kirk Cameron : )
I hope the DIL shits the bed for all the world and judge to see, without harming the kids. And I hope those zealot Christian social workers step and fall in a big pile of it too--I hope they can never get the stink off.
Beth, I am your cat now. Seriously. I just didn't pee on your pillow, but, I can relate. Poor cat.
Which canned renal diet do you prefer, Hills or Purina? And do you think you could stop biting me when I give you your antibiotic? I promise, I dread it more than you do.
Poor DD. Wish I could send you a cat water fountain, feline canned renal diet food and put you on the mend too! The vet gave Emily fluid under her skin the other night. She's the sweetest cat ever, but kicks my ass when I administer the liquid antibiotic. She OWNS me and she only weighs 6.9 lbs but old girl is strong. She boxes with her front paws.
LMAO! Imma act like a bitchy cat all day. My pee pee hurts. Waa. I got the first coat of paint on and that lumber smell is gone. Paint smells MUCH nicer. Now I can't find the small roller I bought to finish it. Mother fucker. I used all the drop cloths, so I found some giant Halloween bats and used those for drop cloths. It is just so stupid here. Ghetto.
It's not good to be around that treated lumber. Hope paint is enough to make it go away. Good luck.
Get better & get strong. Will be sending positive thoughts your way on the 12th.
(and sticking pins in voodoo dolls of the social services employees)
There ya go. :)
Can't say anything more than what has been said. Good wishes for you, the kids, good health, and a peaceful future. Crossing my fingers and toes!
The pie was great.
I will remember the 12th as it falls on our wedding anniversary. I hope that a day that was truly happy in my life (and still is!) can be as lucky and happy for you too.
LMAO at the giant bats for drop cloths. Hey, at least you had something else to use. I would be tearing garbage bags left right and center, covering floors. Have done that and it sucks.
definitely writing down the 12th so i don't forget as my brain is pretty scattered right now....i am hoping the kid's attorney advocates for them to go back with their grandparents.....
the gestapo is an excellent way to describe those fucks....supervised visits to full custody? WTF?!?!?!??!
and i'm sure that lumber was made in china---remember the chinese drywall debacle? FUCK CHINA!!!!!!!!!!!
Well I hope the 12th goes as it should for all involved. Lissa belongs with you. Sending good thoughts!
I slept good with no pill and I woke up without a dry sore throat and watery eyes. I knew it was that lumber. The whole house smells better.
I forgot to check if the lumber was made in china. Some of it wasn't. It was mostly leftover stuff the dude had from other jobs. It saved me money. Some was bought and that wasn't chineese. It was printed on the side. The stuff is all gross though and full of poison. I don't recommend having raw lumber in your house. It really was disgusting. As disgusting as china.
1+2= 3. 3 is a strong good luck number in Italian heritage because it represents the Past, the Present, the Future. 3 chances. 3's a charm. So, here is to March 12th being a very lucky and prosperous day for you and Lis and Gabe, too. Loads of love.
Beth,
Have you tried a brand of cat food with special dietary needs for UTI and other urinary issues due to illness or old age in cats?
Royal Kanin Urinary SO in dry and wet food saved my cat's life and he's no longer blocked or incontinent. It is a Vet prescribed food, but it made a huge miraculous difference in my cat's life (and mine) because no more pee pee all over the house.
Mary-thanks for the advice about the food. I will try anything. The specialty vet gave me several cans of special feline kidney food for Emily to try. She likes one better so they will write me a prescription for that one. Before that she was on a dry urinary health/geriatric health kibble. Never been sick before in 15 years. Her appetite isn't great. She's throwing up tonight. She is still interested in cuddling with me.
I started my new job today, so my mom is taking her to the vet tomorrow to see if her kidney function tests have improved since last week. I really hope I don't have to make a decision this week. But if I do, I'll suck it up, because she comes first. I appreciate your advice, Mary and DD. She's my baby girl.
3x3 so mote it be. 3 represents the phases of the moon. Maiden, mother, crone.
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