It's Week 3 in the Lasann House

Week three and all are still alive. Son is the house cleaner and the responsible baby watcher. Best friend is parting elsewhere and is "calling everyone out" if they lie about him or anything. Dear foster daughter's life is crazy and she is in denial. Her x hit her the other night (in a set up created by a mutual friend of theirs) and she finally pressed charges. X is a police person and has promised to kill her and the baby if she ever called the cops.

I'm still staying there on my Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday nights to watch the kid. He's the reason for all of this but I don't have good feelings about his future.

I'm tired - I came home and slept all day. The leg is getting better and I can walk without the crutch but it still hurts alittle if I do. It doesn't hurt at all with the crutch.

Dbf is being soooo nice! We had a great weekend, calm and peaceful.

Work is looming - don't know if I'll be off two more weeks or maybe more.

I'm totally consumed with this arrangement - it keeps me busy.

Later!

It's the end of July already

Where has the time gone. Okay, I spent two/three weeks in pain killer fog. But, WTF, it's almost August and I haven't done any good work on my gardens. I don't have a tan. I haven't been in a swimming pool.

My next doctor's appointment is August 8. It will be decided then whether I return to work immediately or not for some time. I'm doing well, considering, and honestly could return to work. I still have pain in my thigh. But I could one crutch myself into my office and sit on OT all day. I have a hard time lying, so I'm working on a little white one about how I'm better but not yet ready to return to work yet.

Update on personal stuff: My foster daughter and her son. my oldest son, and his tag long friend moved into my house. My foster daughter is paying me $500/month. The two boys are paying me $200/month each. It was my idea that the boys will live in the basement and Brandy could have the top of the house. Everyone is happy - right?!?! Well no, Brandy isn't and I understand her points. As she says she has never had control over her environment. She lived with an abusive, drug addicted mother and her many boyfriends, then in various foster homes and institutions, then with an abusive boyfriend. She is trying very hard to earn money and to have control over her life.

Side story about her mother - Brandy had moved into an apartment a couple of months ago. Her mother was out of jail and crashing at her daughter's apartment. One night, as Brandy was getting ready for work her mother took her 21 month son to the bathroom for a bath. Mother closed the door. Brandy wondered why and opened the door and her mother was smoking crack, in a closed small bathroom with her son. Brandy went totally insane and was beating her mother and a neighbor pulled her off. She moved back in with abusive boyfriend (and father of her son). She called me two weeks later and wanted to move in. Her mother is 36, has 5 kids, and has lost custody of all of them.

Anyway, back to my house. I created this blended household and now she wants the boys out. I want the tag-along friend out (a story for another day). Brandy says she will take better care of the house. My son says that I might call her my daughter but he IS my son. I create more problems for myself. I told them Thursday that altho I caused this problem they could fight it out 'cause I'm not choosing.

I volunteered to watch her son Monday - Wednesday nights. So I was down there this week watching the kid. He is a very good kid. I enjoyed it. If I was up here with Dbf at work I'd just be ordering jewelry online - ha! I have no computer down there. My son did get cable so I can watch TV.

Dbf and I have reconciled our differences once again. I just pray that he doesn't betray my trust again!!

Syren is close the having the baby, BB is on although my girl is gone, and I haven't yet caught up on blogs or OT. I did get the wonderful sigpic from Tribe! I'm watching C-Span2 Book TV about black journalism. Dick Gregory is on. He must be 80+. I find these programs educational. Does anyone else?

The monitor on my laptop went black so I'm hooked up on a flat screen monitor that my Dbf has. Also my CD/DVD drive won't work. WTF. It's noon on Saturday.

Later . .

Update - woo hoo

I've been absent from the blogs for awhile. I hate it when all I can write is whinning. I haven't been enjoying myself much. But,

My leg is progressing well. I am on one crutch. I can get around well. The muscles in my legs are completely gone. I need to be more diligent about exercising them 3x a day. I think that I'm so tired of pain that I don't exercise because it causes sore muscles. But that is what the pain pills are for. FTR I don't take the pain pills more than twice a week. I'm so afraid of taking too many.

Personal - I made the decision to move. Being me I couldn't hide my displeasure. Dbf, since I told him, has been the perfect mate. I realize that this is a pattern but he seems to want to work at our issues. I'm a very mixed up person on that level. My best friend, who visited for surgery, absolutely doesn't like him. When we talk I know that all the points she makes are legit but for some reason I still think this relationship can work.

My foster daughter, the one who left me high and dry when renting my house, is back in my house. She is without crazy boyfriend and promises to pay me weekly to rent. My oldest son is also living in the basement and promising to pay weekly. We'll see today. The foster daughter gave me $250 Wednesday. I had planned to move back in and help her with her son.

I'm so conflicted as to what I should do.

Enough on me.

The peep meet in Niagara sounds so fun. I wish I could have attending. I need to lighten up!

I'm off to catch up on everyone's blog.

Until then . . .