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Not a good week
This week, practically at once, everything went wrong. I’m having trouble handling it all.
First, last week the microwave broke. We use money from our small emergency fund to buy another.
Then a couple days ago I was taking a shower and knocked a nearly to bloom, old orchid off the shelf. Broke a divot off of the tray but pot seems fine, orchid seems fine, bloom seems fine. wew.
Later in the day I pushed a mason jar mug off the shelf next the to computer (it was my drinking glass) broke a big chip from it and minute glass shards everywhere. I carefully cleaned it up. Unhappy about the shards and I don’t have many mason jar mugs.
That evening husband comes in and is sad. It seems the owner of the house wants us out by March first so he can fix up the house and sell it. The amount of work needed to move is horrendous and we have no place to move to. I’ve lived here for nearly 10 years with my friend of 30 years while my husband was working in the middle east. When he came back we continued to live here and help with the bills. She died during a medical test February last year (2014). She had told us for years that she would be leaving the house to me. She even wrote a will using one of those on-line will programs. Only she didn’t sign it. Her brother inherited all her things, including the house and a commercial lot. He sold the commercial lot for 1/2 the value and told us he was not going to give us the house but he would fix it up so a loan could be made on it and even carry the loan for the first year. So now, on the day everything broke, we get a voice mail saying that we have to be out by the first of March so that the contractor can remodel the inside of the house SO HE CAN LIST IS ON THE MARKET later in the summer. Doesn’t sound like he will be selling it to us.
We don’t have a place to stay, we don’t have money to move, my pickup needs new clutch and brakes (any mechanics out there?), and I don’t have any boxes. If anyone hasn’t needed boxes in recent years this is almost the thing I need prayed about more – even above a place to live. You see, everyone crushes their boxes. I might have to buy them from the moving company or use those expensive plastic bins (which would be better but $$) There was a praise report in here. After spreading the word a mutual friend of the woman who willed me her house and mine called to say she has room in an outbuilding (metal side, concrete floor) that I can put all my stuff. (now I need pallets AND boxes) Things are looking better. If we have to we can drive many trips, maybe someone in the fire department has a pickup and flatbed trailer (need one of those for some outside stuff and the broken pickup) All this stuff costs money, but God has provided in the past. I’ll need to sell my broken down Honda gold wing for probably what it would cost to haul away. (I haven’t been able to ride it for years) We don’t want to sell the pickup, they don’t make them like that anymore, but…
Then today is nearly the last straw, Lord give me strength.
I don’t have children, I don’t have siblings, due to some evil squabbles during my grandmother’s last years (she died last fall at 103) I don’t talk to any of that side of the family any more, the other side has never talked. So there is just mom, Don, and me. My dogs are like my children. I have had out of the ordinary show dogs, search and rescue dogs, protection dogs, herding dogs, and a dog sled team. Now I have a service dog and her mother. I live within sight of a dog 24 hours a day. Over the last few years dogs have been dying off of old age. We just lost one around the time grandma died. She had been getting feeble since before my house-mate died. She was the remaining one of the group of dogs my house-mate had welcomed into her house when I moved in. (don’t worry, she was a dog person and co-owned half of those dogs with me) That left two Belgian Tervuren that I had gotten while living here, one the mother of the other, the younger dog is my in-training service dog. So this fall, somewhere around the time my grandmother died, I find a tumor on the older dog’s belly. Into the vet she goes. It costs every penny of the reserve fund (nearly $1,000) and when I pick up my dog the vet says, 1) it is cancerous, 2) it had spread to her ovary, 3) it will probably spread to her lungs when it does decide to spread. With this in mind I have been seen her slow down just a bit for the last two weeks. Today I decide that it is not may imagination. I can’t afford to start any treatments – not now, probably not even before. So I will be doing “pawspice” as they call it, and move, and keep an eye out for someplace to move that allows dogs.
There’s more to the list. Accepting offers on what was a really special wing (my bike) it might only be a parts bike and only worth hauling away. I think after my dogs the pickup and bike are dearest to me. And boxes, and truck for moving (with or without driver) and flatbed that can hall heave diesel pickup, and help tearing down dog runs (oh yeah, they need the flat bed too) Except for the pickup and the small custom-made camper shell (made by a carpenter/boat builder – it could use a new home or flatbed ride) I might be able to use the biggest size U-Haul. List goes on – scrap steel anyone? I guess I could trade some of that for help.
Help. Pray. We are so overwhelmed and in shock and really don’t know where to start.
24 Jan 2015
Praise. Another long-time friend of nearly 30 years (on that I was introduced by the friend who died) has offered me a spot in the pole barn where she lives. PTL Now there is a place for stuff. We still need some way to move it.
26 January 2015
We have leads on places that have boxes, the trick is getting there early enough in the day to get any. Seems that everyone needs boxes. Don found some boxes at his work. They are a bit large but should not be too heavy if packed carefully. The problem with large boxes is that people tend to either put too much or too heavy stuff that needs an army to move. Not good if you are moving lots of boxes.
27 Jan 2015
My mother let on that she has probably enough money left over from her inheritance and that she needs to use it before tax cut off. It is enough to half pay for a small fixer or be a down for a really nice one that needs 10%-20% down. Now the clock is ticking. We still need a house to live in. But we still need to move. I’m still having trouble sleeping.
The crocuses are about to bloom. I don’t have many in my yard and what I have is the traditional small, blueish-purple type with yellow centers. They only occur in one spot and of course only a week in the spring. I have been at war for years to convince the fellow who mows the lawn to leave them be.
So, the idea of blooming crocuses has sent me meandering down the Google path looking up one thing and then inspired to follow another. I’ll share a bit of my mindless travels brought to me by the spring air and sounds of lawn mowers (although not mine – mine was used last week)
Crocus (English plural: crocuses or croci) is a genus of flowering plants in the iris family comprising 90 species of perennials growing from corms. Many are cultivated for their flowers appearing in autumn, winter, or spring. Crocuses are native to woodland, scrub, and meadows from sea level to alpine tundra in central and southern Europe, North Africa and the Middle East, on the islands of the Aegean, and across Central Asia to Xinjiang Province in western China.
I had always assumed that Crocus were from England, as are so many of our lovely flowers. Where did Crocus come about their name? Google doesn’t say much
In Classical mythology, Crocus (Greek: Κρόκος) was a mortal youth who, because they were unhappy with his love affair with Smilax, was turned by the gods into a plant bearing his name, the crocus (saffron). Smilax is believed to have been given a similar fate and transformed into bindweed.
In another variation of the myth, Crocus was said to be a companion of Hermes and was accidentally killed by the god in a game of discus. Hermes was so distraught at this that he transformed Crocus’ body into a flower. The myth is similar to that of Apollon and Hyacinthus, and may indeed be a variation thereof.
In his translation of Nonnos’ Dionysiaca, W.H.D. Rouse describes the tale of Crocus as being from the late Classical period and little-known.
Interesting that in the first story a love is involved, it seems that is often the case with mythology. Perhaps inspired by the hint of spring, the words, “Ides of Spring” came to mind. A little research gave to me the information that it is more properly, “Ides of March”. The time of the Spring Equinox and based on a full moon (perhaps more about equinox and solstice at another time when I need something for the front page)
Idus, Ides—thought to have originally been the day of the full moon, was the 13th day of the months with 29 days, but the 15th day of March, May, July, and October (the months with 31 days).
Moon, eh? I’ll leave you with a small factoid about a full moon. Ever hear the saying, “Once in a Blue Moon?” Well, there really is a Blue Moon, and on some years the distance between them is very long.
A blue moon is an extra full moon that appears in a subdivision of a year, either the third of four full moons in a season or, recently, a second full moon in a month of the common calendar. Metaphorically, a “blue moon” is a rare event, as in the expression “once in a blue moon”.
The phrase has nothing to do with the actual color of the moon, although a literal “blue moon” (the moon appearing with a tinge of blue) may occur in certain atmospheric conditions; e.g., when there are volcanic eruptions or when exceptionally large fires leave particles in the atmosphere.
Unlike the astronomical seasonal definition, these dates are dependent on the Gregorian calendar and time zones.
Two full moons in one month (the second of which is a “blue moon”):
- 2009: December 2, December 31 (partial lunar eclipse visible in some parts of the world), only in time zones west of UTC+05.
- 2010: January 1 (partial lunar eclipse), January 30, only in time zones east of UTC+04:30.
- 2010: March 1, March 30, only in time zones east of UTC+07.
- 2012: August 2, August 31, only in time zones west of UTC+10
- 2012: September 1, September 30, only in time zones east of UTC+10:30.
- 2015: July 2, July 31
- 2018: January 2, January 31
- 2018: March 2, March 31
- 2020: October 1, October 31
The next time New Year’s Eve falls on a Blue Moon (as occurred on December 31, 2009) is after one Metonic cycle, in 2028. At that time there will be a total lunar eclipse.
A fun thing to explore the moon:
Crocus. (2014, December 8). In Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Retrieved 22:27, January 7, 2015, from http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Crocus&oldid=637228891
Crocus (mythology). (2015, January 4). In Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Retrieved 22:28, January 7, 2015, from http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Crocus_(mythology)&oldid=640907783
Ides of March. (2014, November 17). In Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Retrieved 22:29, January 7, 2015, from http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Ides_of_March&oldid=634282520
Blue moon. (2015, January 7). In Wikipedia, The Free Encyclopedia. Retrieved 22:30, January 7, 2015, from http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Blue_moon&oldid=641352624