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Down and out in Woodland Hills

So...our lovely pool has a crack in it. It's officially been closed for about a week now, and all natives living here are growing restless. People are actually setting up chairs, blankets and squatting places AROUND the pool grounds; not inside the pool area. It's bizarre. Maintenance claims it'll be up and running in a few days, but I think a pool crack is sort of a big deal. Not real optimistic about the maintenance man's idea.

So many significant things occurring, and I'm not updating them in here. People are so ill-spirited these days. I swear, the world is coming to an end. I still have the major concerns I've had for over a month now, plus a few more, so why bog everyone's friends page down with my whinings?

I had a great, four-hour chat with the spawn night before last. We've gotten into the habit of making sundaes around 6, then sitting on the porch and talking about life and stuff. She's infinitely interesting, so this is a good thing. She's really opening up to me (yikes), and I'm learning about the woman she's becoming.

I am, however, concerned with her...living/visiting situation. She's becoming more and more unhappy elsewhere, and I don't know what to do. No communication going on over there, so I'm stuck. Her pain is so evident that it breaks my heart. Still, I can't even mediate that situation because of ill feelings harbored from 10 years' ago. It's almost criminal. She does, however, realize that at her age, she can be where she wants...so this is a good thing. Although I'm a firm believer kids need all their "critical adults" around equally, I fear she won't be able to handle this without having a nervous breakdown, or a complete meltdown of self-esteem. It's hard, watching and listening to her stories about all that. Love keeps her going back. And I don't think everyone gets it. :(

Annnnnnnnnnyway. The temp went down to 60 last night. BLESSED RELIEF. Gads. I had a whopping $32 power bill (no joke), after having NO power bill last month. What's going on in here? I use the air conditioning. lol Yet my bill is almost nothing.

Produce, on the other hand...is costing me an arm and a leg.

Maybe that's how it all equals out.

Since I'm not REALLY updating, I'll bullet the short list:
  • The spawn's birthday is tomorrow. Major panic.

  • Got groceries/paid bills yesterday.

  • Fat meds moderately working.

  • iPod psychosis, but fixed it.

  • Oak Mountain becoming our favorite place to just be.

  • Finally got all the crap off my dining room table.

  • Did five loads of laundry yesterday.

  • Am stressing over things I can't control =/

  • Met Z's mom for dinner. She's wonderful and very fancy :>

  • Have a STOCKPILE of art I've done, with nowhere to hang 'em.

  • Birds live in the bushes outside my window. They're psychotic, and don't chirp like normal birds, but just repetitiously squawk repeatedly and all day long.

  • The spawn now has to leave her fancy lil cell in the dining room at night. Bedtime is now before midnight, and she has to be up by 8 a.m. every day.

  • Cameron's back from Europe. Greaaaaaaaat.

  • I finally stopped peeling from the major sunburn.

  • Have lots of freckles that gotta go, yo.

  • REALLY REALLY want an iPod "audiobook". Any donors? :>

  • "The Other Boleyn Girl" was just as good as I thought it would be.

  • I've lost TROY. OH NOESSSSSSS!

  • I've also lost "Tombstone"! OMG OH NOESSSSX2.

  • Am going to finish the house today. Might even throw some stuff out. Yayz.

  • Planning quick trip to Seaside (pretty sure that's the city we want).

  • Have been having long discussions with spawn that are shockingly mature.

  • Stopped volunteer work at S.H.; too stressful with all the deaths.

  • About to get the funmobile a new paint job for my birthday (I hope).

  • The spawn wanted a journal JUST FOR the mood icons (heh, agateway).

  • Am boring myself with this list, so I'll stop.


  • Alrighty. I started off with the intentions of making a proper update to my journal, but am beating all around a bush that needs to be whacked in the center, so Imma end it here.

    Comments

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    summercamp
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:43 pm (UTC)
    Don't worry, the Powerpoint, bulleted journal update works just as well as the essay version!

    And OMG! Produce is WAY out of hand right now! And it's summer fruit season!
    none_too_subtle
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:47 pm (UTC)
    It's not just produce, but meats as well! I'm sooooo tired of paying that much for groceries!!!

    I'm gonna try real hard not to mention Bush while talking about all this too. Oops. My bad :>

    I swear, yesterday even the spawnlette noticed it. We paid at LEAST $30 additional in grocery costs because of this. And I still haven't gotten my check from the gov yet (as if that would make up for all this...)
    ayoub
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:45 pm (UTC)
    :D

    Oooooo Spawn LJ! :D
    none_too_subtle
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:47 pm (UTC)
    LORDY, WE DON'T NEED THAT!!!!!
    ayoub
    Jun. 19th, 2008 04:07 pm (UTC)
    She'd be hilarious... Just sayin'

    :D
    none_too_subtle
    Jun. 19th, 2008 04:09 pm (UTC)
    HEY HEY! I'M JUST SAYIN'!

    She's always hilarious, unless it's first thing in the morning. And then, she's the spawn of Beelzebub.
    ayoub
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:47 pm (UTC)
    Also... Happy Birthday to the spawn!
    none_too_subtle
    Jun. 19th, 2008 01:47 pm (UTC)
    It's tomorrow ;p
    phaseolus
    Jun. 19th, 2008 09:52 pm (UTC)
    You're wrong about freckles -- Freckles are lovely.
    none_too_subtle
    Jun. 19th, 2008 10:56 pm (UTC)
    On my spawn, yes. On me, ewwwwww no! :>
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