I'm tired of cooking/preparing 3 meals a day. It's just the two of us but boy oh boy can that woman eat!! She stays slimish, I get fattish. It's bad enough I do everything here much less start making her one thing and me the other. At times I feel guilty when I buy her fast food cuz of the nutritional value....not to mention I eat it too.
I must apologize Willie for bringing up the U.S. President. That never ends well. I hope it didn't cause you heartburn or anything like that.
77 degrees and super humid already this morning (went outside to let the dog out at 5:30am and it was hard to breathe - it's that humid). Looks like a stay inside kinda day! I was hoping to take the dog out for a walk this morning while it was still cool...but it's not!
On a somewhat positive note, someone forwarded me a profile on Facebook that belongs to my estranged oldest son. It's locked down pretty tight, so the only thing I can really see is the friends list and his profile pic, which was uploaded last summer. I guess I am grateful to at least see his face again.
I need my coffee this morning...no K-cup maker though..still brewing a pot each morning and I have a smaller coffee maker next to the big one for afternoon coffee. When I travel I like to take those little Starbucks instant coffee packets for single cups.... I am off to the kitchen for another badly needed cup.
Stay cool everyone...it is humid in many places.
Coffee all around this morning - I think we'll all need it! :-) (Tea for those who want it.)
Thank you for the coffee ideas, as I forgot mine rushing to get dH to work.
I asked, do you want me to cook breakfast or drive you to work? He was supposed to take his bike, but he was standing around too late to get to work on time. I feel used.
Never do this, but maybe I would be enjoying life more if I could get my toenails done.
My sister and I discussed....look around....even homeless people are going out to lunch with a friend, attending Disneyland, laying on the beach, etc. I am embarrassed to say that I don't treat myself very well, and I could. I could make better choices.
I know we should not compare ourselves to others. My dH NEEDS CO-2 cans to inflate his tires while on a ride, (so he can keep up with the faster riders) and I have NEEDED eye glasses for over a month. Just one example. So, I am not going to entertain all these negative thoughts.
And Susan, are you FB friends with someone who is FB friends with your son?
That helps with access. It is a delicate privacy issue, but I am so happy you can check on him.
He has the profile locked down tight - all I can see is the profile picture, and it's from last summer (date it was posted), so I don't know that he's actively using the account. I could message him, because that option is open, but I'm not going to. Every time I try to reach out, he just slams the door in my face. Or pretends to be on the straight and narrow so he can get back in my good graces and get whatever he can from me - until I find out he's lying (again) and then he disappears again. I know there are drugs and alcohol involved - it's been that way for a long time - but honestly, there's always been something a little "off" about him, since he was a small child. Lying and stealing seem to come as naturally to him as breathing, sad to say. He has stolen from me, my parents, other family members, people he worked with, even the rehab center he was in for drug rehab (which got him kicked out) and the people he lived with at the sober living house after that (which got him kicked out of *there* too). No amount of therapy, mentoring or counseling has ever helped or pinpointed the problem. What I've said here is only the tip of the iceberg when it comes to what I've dealt with, rescued him from, and paid for out of my own pocket for him in attempts to try to straighten him out and fix whatever is wrong with him. It's not just an addiction problem - there's been something wrong with him since he was very small. I knew by the time he was 2 years old that he was not normal - that there was some sort of problem - but the doctors and teachers all kept saying it was "age appropriate" and he would "grow out of it". The only thing they ever diagnosed him with was ADD. Well, he's 26 now - I wonder what they'd say about that now? Did he grow out of it? Hardly. By the time he was 7 years old, the lying and stealing had already started - so this is not just an addiction issue.
I love him to death, and will never completely give up on him, but right now, I know that I can't trust him not to do the same things he's done to me in the past all over again if I reach out to him. At the least, he may just not respond at all. At the worst, he could come back into my life and try to use me all over again, and I would have to shut the door on him myself. There comes a time where you have to just say NO to all requests, just for the sake of self-preservation.
I'm happy I can see his face and that he apparently was alive and well when it was taken. I know he was in jail recently for non-payment of child support, so I knew for the time he was in there, that he was at least (relatively) safe, fed, and had a place to sleep. No one has seen him since he got out this time, so I'm back in the dark there. This FB profile showing up made it so I could see his face, but since the photo was posted last summer, it's no guarantee that he's still ok now.
I know your pain somewhat.
Our prodigal sons......
Lately, I've felt like being selfish. I've always felt guilty for not sacrificing for others but I just want to be there for me now for a while. I want to take a break from being the fixer. My older sister who is always going through some catastrophe of one kind or another never even asked about my new place. I asked her over three times and she didn't even acknowledge it. I'm just tired of worrying about others and feeling guilty if I don't. Where were they when I needed their help?
Susan, I think you are smart to keep your boundaries up.
The only hot drink I will drink is hot chocolate, so the Keurig does a pretty good job. My fav hot chocolate is Starbucks !!
Or I could run to my office just down the street and use the Keurig :P
Gershun, thanks - I *know* he has a conscience - but he doesn't seem to have the ability to stop himself from doing things he knows are wrong. He was raised in a church-going family, was taught right from wrong, etc - but as I mentioned, he's always been different - and not really in a good way. His younger brother is one of the best kids - responsible, straightforward, knew what he wanted to do with his life at a young age and pursued it until he achieved that goal and then surpassed it. Not to say that he didn't do some stupid stuff as a teen as all kids do - but his were more like setting up a Facebook account without his dad's permission when he was 17 (he lived w/his dad) - vs his older brother's taking a dare when *he* was 17 and kicking in the fender of someone's car because they dared him he couldn't do it. (He succeeded.) Or going on a B&E spree with a bunch of 19 year old buddies when he was also 19 - because the 30-year-old guy they were living with said it would be "cool". (That one earned him his first stay in jail - and I DID NOT bail him out - the other kids' parents all bailed theirs out. I told him this was one lesson he needed to learn the first time - but apparently he didn't. And as for the living with other 19 yr olds, he left my home immediately after he graduated high school - against my wishes.) He wants desperately to be liked by everyone, but doesn't seem to have the ability to say, "Whoa, that's not a good idea, nope, not doing it" when he *knows* something is wrong. He's extremely impulsive and tends to act first and think later.
I know what you mean about being the fixer - I've been that my whole life as well. I have started taking more time for myself and doing things *I* want to do, and I don't feel a bit guilty about it. Well, ok - I did at first. But not so much anymore.
I think another reason so many people drink coffee is because it is a little indulgence that can be easily picked up for under $2 and it doesn't come with the guilt associated with sugary soft drinks (unless you're buying those sugary coffee like cappuccinos, frappuccinos etc)
Coffee....mine goes back a long way. My grandpa and uncle (my two favorite male relatives) used to get up in the wee hours of the morning to get ready to go to work at the gas station they owned, and coffee was the first order of the day. When we would visit them, I would get up with them and being very small, they would let me have "coffee" - more like 1/4 cup of coffee in the mug and then filled up with milk and sweetened. I felt so grown up! ;-)
I do remember when A&P grocery stores use to grind the coffee beans at the check out and it smelled soooo good.
I was a real tea drinker growing up. My Mom used to bring a tray with tea and cookies downstairs where the t.v. room was. I don't know when I changed to coffee. Probably when I started to work and I needed that jolt of caffeine in the morning. Ah yes, I remember the days in my twenties when I'd go to Starbucks every morning and grab a mocha coffee. Whipped cream, a thousand calories. Those were the days. I'd probably have to go on the treadmill for two hours to burn one of those off now. Then, I started having panic attacks in my thirties. No more caffeine for me. I now drink decaf only. Any of you who are prone to panic attacks. Fair warning. Cut out the coffee. Seriously.
I took a cognitive training class for anxiety and it used to be kind of comical. Everyone would come sailing in and go for the coffee. First question out of everyone's mouth. Which is the decaf?
Especially driving, as my Mom preferred I used their car which felt like I was driving the Queen Mary down the highway... darn those big old Oldsmobiles. I use to get car sick just backing it out of the driveway :P
Maybe, some people who suffer from anxiety can drink it but I don't think that's the norm. Decaf coffee tastes just the same and no it doesn't provide the energy but I still like my coffee.