We got a laptop for the wireless hook up and I love it. It's fast and has a nice big screen. It has Windows 8 though, which is weird. Does anyone have 8? I had to buy a wireless mouse for it because no screen recognizes my fingers as human fingers. It fucks with me. Even ATM machines and those money card things at the grocery store. And cell phones, OMG, none of that shit works for my fingers. Anyhow, the laptop rocks, but, I don't really want to blog on it because Lis has her nose in everything and some things are not her business. Don't tell me I can lock her out, because I know better. She's like a trained spy. She figured out Windows 8 in about two minutes. I'm still puzzled by it. But, I might have to use it for blogging if I can't get this desktop piece of shit to give me a break. It might just end up being my new TV. That's all it's good for so far. Maybe I should get another laptop, but, I can't stand the thought of being flat broke again next month. I do mean flat broke too. Thank goodness I have a reading today so I can buy TP an laundry soap. But, that's okay, because we have the net! And with two hook ups, it will take a tornado to boot me off. (Looks at the sky.) So, what's up? Who or what's pissing you off? Have you fallen in love, gotten a new job, brought a stray animal home? Anything?
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I have windows 8 and hated the touch screen aspect but you CAN set it up just like 7 with your favorites on the side task bar instead of the desktop.
Yes, you most certainly CAN make a second profile private, just use a password she can't figure out. Easy Peasy.
JP
I didn't know you could do that! I'll look it up, thanks. Oh, she can figure out things you wouldn't think she could and she's sneaky too.
Good morning!
So, since his return from Hungary, my husband has been a little weird, and last night I sat him down and made him talk to me. As it turns out, he isn't sure he wants to be married anymore. It was like this the last time he went to Hungary, and I went through (what I felt was) Hell afterwards. We are there again.
Christina
We are starting to side our house tomorrow, with three new windows. Old houses really blow...you tear into one thing and find five more issues to deal with. I'll be glad when it's over.
How's your new house coming along?
Yes Pat, where are you actually living, in the old house or the new house?
Angie, I have all the building headaches to come. Today I am waiting to get the keys to the place I rented to live in rather than this hotel. My house burned down and they haven't yet removed everything, all the contaminants, etc It's a genuine pain in the ass, and I could not retrieve anything at all, even stuff important to me, because of the heavily contaminated soot and ash. Bought linens, towels, an air cleaner etc for the rental which is furnished with crappy stuff, but oh well. I do hope it works out.
Christina, I'm so sorry. WTF happens over there that causes him to say this?? Is there a woman there or what?
Angie, how old is your house? I'll bet it will look awesome when you're done. My house is still being roofed, it will be done this month.
Border, I have thought about you a lot. Damn. I'd go over there in the evening or on a Sunday and sort through the stuff myself to see if I could find anything of importance. Have you done that yet? Have you gone to any used stores for things to get by with until they settle?
ps..old house. The new old house is still a wreck. Work is slow, money is the prob. But, I'm aiming for Spring. I can start work inside next month and get an electrician to come out and see if I can get power. I found out the former fuck up, err, owner, tore out some electric boxes and shit and sold them. So, it'll be a pain and expensive. Probably needed new ones anyway. That's the way I look at it.
No, no other woman.
He just doesn't want to be here.
I don't understand it at all. He came here when he was 8. He has visited there off and on. Both times I have known him to visit, it is like this. I don't know if he is coming back from it this time.
We were talking last night, and every fun time that he remembers with me, is now downgraded, in his memory. I just don't get it. I saw the tears in his eyes, and heard his voice when he saw the Grand Canyon, but now he remembers it as a good, but lesser experience.
I don't know what this means for my life in general, or our son's. I told him this morning, so at least he knows why dad is acting weird.
Christina
I'm sorry to hear of your troubles, Christina. I had the same thought as DD...another woman. I don't know if it's easier or harder...at least you would know what you're up against.
Border Collie...I remember reading about your fire...how devastating. I can't imagine what you must be going through. Good luck to you.
DD, the house is late 1800's. Multiple additions, roof lines, etc. A basement that involves a cement section, a rock cellar section and a dirt crawl space,depending on what age section you're in. We have metal and fiber siding to remove. Fiber being asbestos, I'm sure. We're also tearing off all the trim, because most of it is rotten and we're replacing it with a PVC product that looks like painted wood. Dark gray siding, white trim and a lime green door. I'm pretty excited to see the finished product. We did the roof in July and that was an uncovering of major proportions. We build overhangs on parts that didn't have them, replaced sheeting and flashing, fixed pitch issues and all new facia and soffit. We'll need gutters when it's all finished. I'm terrified of having to start paying on the second I had to take to fund this folly.
I have mad respect for you doing so much of this yourself. We are doing everything too, but with help from friends. It's overwhelming and frustrating, trying to coordinate time off and such.
Christina, I'm so sorry about your husband. The few times I've been to Europe, I had the feeling of what a wonderful life I could have there. It gives you that feeling. Of course when you travel as a tourist, everything looks good and you think you could live like that forever. But it's just a pie in the sky feeling and you wake up and realize it's just a dream. Maybe it's just a dream for him and he doesn't realize it. He hasn't woken up yet. How long did it last the last time he went? Or could his mother have had some kind of influence on him? Would she be happy for him to get away from you?
I know this is not the same, but when my husband was on his way down, he wouldn't say anything but I knew he was thinking of all the things he had not done and I could see regret in his eyes. I tried not to take it personaly but it still hurt. Maybe your husband is thinking about all the things he hasn't done. If so, it is not because of you or anything you did or did not do. It's something in them and it's not your fault, but you will feel the pain. They just don't realize it's like a slap in the face to us. (Could all of this fit in the Peter Pan syndrome?)
I'm sending you lots of hugs!!!
Thanks, everyone.
Last time it took a very long time, and a lot of effort on my part, to bring him back.
I don't know if his mother is involved, but I think it's a possibility. Last time, she said in front of me, that she was going to fix him up with a NICE, HUNGARIAN girl. That did not happen.
He has already asked her if she wants to move there, and she said no, that this is her home now.
I told him that going on vacation there is not like actually living there. When he is there, everyone is cooking for him, and in general, doing for him. If he lived there, this would not be the case. He says he understands that, but I'm not so sure.
Christina
Today marks a year since I lost my sister. So much has changed in that time. Her kids all came to town and we are all going to be together tonight, including the one I have never met. She had him secretly and gave him up at birth, but my niece found him, and I am excited to meet him and look for any part of my sister in him. I'm sorry to hear about your Mr Christina.....hopefully it will all work out how it is supposed to...and I think it will. Wish me luck tonight.....snowbunnie
Christina, I am sorry. Does he think of Hungary as his real home? Is that it? Does he want to go home? You can't really go home. I've tried. Things change and you just can't get that old feeling back, not right anyway. Does he want to live there? Would you ever live there?
Angie, it sounds like it will be beautiful. I would love to see before and after photos. My deed goes back to 1768! I thought it was 1868, but, I re-read it and about pissed myself. It must have been one of the first houses in the settlement times. Before Iowa was even a state, when we were a Louisiana French settlement. It blew my mind.
Did you find anything odd when you were tearing out old stuff? I have here in this house. Old metal signs and newspapers used as insulation. I kept some of them.
Snowbunnie, how did things go? How did you get along with the new nephew?
Christina,
I am so sorry to hear about your husband seeming to pull away from the family he has with you. Men? They are hard to figure out sometimes. If he's getting into middle age, could he be thinking it's time to "trade up" to a younger model? As stupid as it sounds, and it's really stupid...they all go thru that. I do not know your age either, however. You may be a young woman. But, I always tell my husband "There's the door...nobody's forcing you to stay, do you need me to help you pack?" I have no patience for it anymore. I'm 57 now I support myself, and say "F it" to men in general. I don't have the energy or time to deal with it. Frankly, I wish he would just go. But his health is very, very bad now. I do wish you happiness in whatever you choose to do. Peace.
Rox
We haven't torn the siding off yet...I'm sure we'll find some good stuff that they thought passed as insulation (I'm here to tell you that it most definitely did NOT pass...damn house is freezing). Our little garage, which was once used as a stable, was made with old ammo boxes from the ordinance depot. I'm guessing we'll find some of that going on with the house, too.
Snowbunnie, I hope your meeting went well...finding long lost relatives is like winning the lottery. By the way, how's Sugar? (I hope I'm remembering this connection correctly. If not, my apologies!)
1768??? That's pretty damn amazing that your records go back that far, not to mention the house still stands. Holy crap.
The old house I live in is insulated with newspapers from WW2. Hitler on every front page.
We are house hunting. I need to get away from my asshole/loser neighbor here in the city and the psycho trespassing bitch up at our lake place. Just tired of being angry at them. Realistically I could fight them for the rest of my life and win. It's just not worth the effort.
So we are looking to consolidate. It's great we can do this financially but it also sucks because I know my husband will not be much help. He tries but he lacks common sense when it comes to practical life skills. So dealing with stuff like moving with him is a massive pain in the ass. It's like every time I say something like "go through your shit in the garage" I have to explain the fucking dictionary to him: "make piles, one for throw away, one for recycle, one for the dump, one to keep," etc. etc. etc.... It pisses me off.
This is why I'm having an affair with vodka. ;-)
LOL @ "the affair with vodka"!
I don't think he is thinking of trading me in for a new model, but I could be totally wrong about what he is thinking.
He says that Hungary is home, to him, and that this doesn't feel like home. It just pisses me off that we are back where we were after the previous trip to Hungary. I worried about this enough prior to the trip that I had several conversations with him about it. He told me, every time, that he would not react that way again, and that he had been in a bad place before, but wasn't now. During the trip, we texted every day, and he told me that I just should have come with him. I just don't get how we ended up here.
This time is different on my end because I no longer have a very young son, and haven't hoped for another baby in a long time. I also have some semblance of plans for my future.
It is absolutely awesome that your house dates back that far, Pat! Is there a tax break for historical homes in your area? It might be something to look into.
Wow, Angie. I am so envious of all the work being done on your home. I know it sounds silly when it will be something difficult to get through, but my house needs work, and no-one is doing it, so we just live with the bits and pieces sitting around. Literally, we have multiple boxes of a blond parquet flooring, and multiple boxes of gunstock colored solid oak flooring, and multiple boxes of ceramic tile. Those are just the big box items. We also have cans of paint, some fixtures, etc. It sucks. I could do the painting, but I am incredibly messy, no matter what I do, and I would have to wait for the dry wall to be finished, and someone to check the plumbing and make sure it is up to snuff. I may end up needing to learn these things, anyway, depending on how things are going, but it will not be this day.
Men suck.
Christina (who is thinking really hard about a margarita during dinner tonight.)
Things went well....he is really nice and it has all been good for everyone. It is weird to just meet someone so closely tied genetically when they are an adult....I am hoping we can move forward and build something solid. @Angie...Sugar is well, and i think he checks in here sometimes, but he dosent comment much. I think he stopped commenting when cuckoo la roo was ever present. I have been thinking about you Christina, and I hope you are ok...maybe he wants the vacation feeling all the time...it's never fun to get back to the grind of real life after a nice trip ...does that even make sense? I don't know...just a thought.
Snowbunnie
Christina!
Your house sounds like mine. Except in my LR There will be a hospital bed and table, for the forseeable future. F'g depressing as hell. Been thru that with my grandmother and sister in law. When a hospital bed comes in, the person usually never gets out of it alive. So, I may be packing and moving all by myself someday soon. And I keep thinking, what am I supposed to do with all this tile and wood trim, lumber and knobs and handles and stain, power tools, varnish and paint? Not to mention the decades worth of crap I will have to sort and pack. I will be merciless tho. I really am thinking of getting rid of all my extra material possessions and just live a bare bones existence. Just keeping only what my life requires. I am serious about it. My kids will thank me when I am gone too. I am really starting to hate my life. So, if it's simpler, it's easy to walk away from. Yes, waiting for most men to do a home project is like waiting for The Rapture. It ain't gonna happen.
rox
Man where to start? Went to NJ, CT and MA at the end of August and after those 10 days between visiting with my Dad (who my husband met for the first time), spending our anniversary on the Atlantic City boardwalk, and meeting his family in Ashfield, MA where we were for my husband's father's funeral/memorial, I haven't had a day off to just do nothing. Anyway, aside from that, work work work, eat sleep work.
Found out some more interesting history on my husband's side of the family, I think I might have mentioned before that Shep's late grandfather Preston Bassett was one of the founders and president of what is NASA today, well, I also learned that Isabel Bassett, Preston's sister was the first woman ranger at Yellowstone. I met one of her grandchildren at the funeral. I was so blown away by all the coolness that surrounds this family. Shep's father Allen was truly "the most interesting man in the world", just listening to all the stories that friends and family were sharing about him in his glory days as a geologist and explorer gave me that impression of a real life Indiana Jones. The contrast here is that I come from a highly religious family background, and I married into science royalty. Pretty amazing stuff.
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