small venting -
We aren't able to celebrate Samhain with my sister and her husband unfortunately, but we will get caught up on a triple 'adopted' family birthday in about two weeks to make up for it. We haven't seen any of these much loved people since at least May or June. There's a hand-me-down couch with our names on it for the sitting room if we can borrow one of the larger vehicles from one of our local family members that weekend - my adopteds have been holding on to it for months for us.
I've been doing a lot more unpacking this week in preparation for this weekend. I can't stand not having access to my books for seven months straight. It is making me very edgy. So I gave in on not wanting to make extra work for myself that involved putting off assembling old bookshelves for these books only once the attic was finished being renovated. Dad told us he wanted it done for winter to save us utility bills so I formerly thought waiting unitl maybe November would be bearable. We also thought we'd be back on our own feet by now. But Mister's father really isn't that interested in helping because he's frustrated with how long it's taking us to recover financially, so now he says we'll get the attic done in the spring. So in order to cope, I simply can't remain this way until April. That would make it a year of having the majority of my life, interests, supplies, whathaveyou in boxes and that would put me in an even more upset way of being if I just go along with it - so I won't.
Therefore, the bookcases are being assembled in the guest room - there won't be a guest room for a number of months obviously and that will lead to further lack of visitors, more isolation - oh what fun we're having. *grumble* But we'll cope, at least I'll have my books and my little curiosities I can research on pages and not just sites as it's mostly been aside from my gardening book that I kept handy for my sanity. My artwork and seamstressing supplies are being kept in this same small room as the attic is supposed to be my studio and library (we discovered the den isn't larger enough for the bookcases, office and other furniture it now has). Until the attic is finished I do not have a studio. Whatever work I have managed to do since July I have had to keep to a minimum because the mess it creates upsets Mister and I don't like the way his father causes me to feel when he looks around and asks why we still have so many boxes around and I can see his fussy little faces he makes in his controling ways.
My break from decorating has also been in stalled mode while I've been down, so I figured I might just as well unpack stuff, even if there isn't ::really:: anywhere to put it - like a sideboard, or an attic for example. *mild grumble*
Apparently this is one of those days I just need to vent about the circumstances and attitudes behind things. I'm happy to unpack more and to organize that small room \and to finally start preparing for Samhain. I just hate the position we're in, the attitudes that are around me sometimes, the lack of physical closeness to my friends and family, and the amount of time it's taking to improve all of the above.
Mister has been working very hard this week, in training for his second new job. he has more confidence in this new company. I hope everything with that continues to be good.
Still waiting on the lawyer about the wrongful dismissal *breathes fire*
Still in limbo on the bankruptcy paperwork which got delayed due to Mister's job training *grumble*
No reference for counselling has been called in or mailed to us in the last week *why does everything move so slow*
But, I have managed to cut down to 2 huge coffee cups a day (down from three or four).
I only had one 32 hour day this week.