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Not rising to the occasion .....Help
sea storm:
Ah wise ones..... You have come through with excellent, realistic solutions.
I will go to church tomorrow and Ask for help. Once when I was really sick and had no one to help some Jehovahs Witness ladies came to the door and I said that I needed help to cook a turkey as my fridge had conked out and I had a turkey to cook for people I invited. iwas way too weak to have a dinner party. Anyway..... These two ladies cleaned the house made the stuffing, dressed the turkey, set the table and cleaned away clutter, swept the floor. They were wonderful. I have not been as grateful to many people as I was to those ladies.
This is hard to do. Cripes. Those are the women who step up and help. I like that. I hope I am like that too.
I hired a young woman to help me and she is so diplomatic and good at it. THere is just too much stuff though. So I am going to the harder level of throwing out good stuff. She says things like " you can do it", Only two boxes a day.... I am so proud of you.
She is becoming like a daughter to me. She LIKES organizing things and gets excited and happy when I say
Lets make a schedule. Up comes a calendar with cartoons of bunnies and target dates and they are up on the fridge before I know it. Yesterday we emptied a bookshelf and she said Isnt that lovely. It was . Clear and fresh somehow.
I laughed when I read executive functions. So true. I have a hefty IQ but it is dampened down considerably by my lack of organizational ability. Now I find that funny. I don't have to worry so much about it.
Gee Hops, This is a tall order to get up at church and say I need help. Might as well get up in church and say
I'm going to Jerusalem. Nevertheless, I will do it. I am desperate. And humble enough.
Any other thoughts appreciated.
I would like to take a road trip and visit you all. Sweet voices in the morning offering encouragement and wise words.
Sea
sea storm:
I donated 24 boxes of books. Hired a yard guy who is mowing the lawn as I write. Went to church and ended up going to help someone who invited 10 people to her house as someone couldn't do the lunch. It is all so bizarre. I helped with the lunch and then asked my friend to help me with moving this week. I asked if she knew some other ladies who could help. She looked so of surprised and said she would get back to me.
so I went to church. It was good to hear that god is there to comfort me. I asked for help. It was very awkward but I am getting the idea sort of. Ask for help. A good lesson in life. Go where people are helpful.
I can't keep everyone happy while I am doing this moving. It is such a big job. I don't want to go to my new old house with all this stuff. In case I die for one thing. My child would be left with all this stuff. In case I have cleared the decks for a happy life. Or another chapter or something.
The executive function not doing so good either. Okay, so I will hire someone to help me apply for pension etc. Meanwhile, I am reading The EVERning Star by Larry mc Murtry. I love the way he writes. It is full of great characters, imperfect and grand. Just finished Lonesome Dove, my favourite book of all. He is like an epic psychoanalyst as well as a wonderful story telling and promotor of being fully human. The characters in Lonesome Dove are people who live in the context of a certain culture and so they make sense there and we all make sense if people really knew our culture. Hardly anyone knows how to do that or tries to do it.
In Lonesome Dove, Mc Call gets the notion to go north and settle in Montana. It is a hellish expedition and they are like good people in hell. This is my kind of story. i have to laugh. " And I sang in my chains like the sea"
At church they said that we are living in hell and the promised land is death and resurrection. This kind of goes with my current mood. People are so bizarre. I wish i could be churchy and really go for it wholeheartedly. Not going to happen. Parts of it are encouraging. The god part. Being good and not caving in to evil.
I feel like I have been pushing a plow up hill. This is a recurrent theme. Nevertheless, here it is again.
Oh I love the sound of the weed eater. The guy is weedeating with gusto. He seems to have no idea about what to weedeat and what to leave. I don't care.
\Sea
Cadbury:
It sounds like you are doing brilliantly!
I know how it feels to be overwhelmed by "stuff". The ideas others have posted are great.
Sometimes when I am trying to clear things out, instead of trying to get rid of things I pick things to keep. For example, I might say I can keep 50 books (or whatever), then I pick my favourite 50 and the rest just have to go, but I haven't had to get rid of them. Likewise with ornaments, I think of a sensible number to keep, and choose my favourites. Then I don't have to torture myself with choosing some to get rid of as I only choose the keepers.
Does that even make any sense?!
Anyway, keep doing what you're doing! :-)
Hopalong:
Oh hell, Sea, didn't mean to alarm you with god-talk or a sense you'd have to "pretend" to believe or anything. I am agnostic and half my church buddies are atheist or secular humanist or something else with no lable. Lotsa Buddhists.
I forget that churches like mine don't exist everywhere--http://uua.org/beliefs/principles/index.shtml
But good people do.
So I am so impressed that you went, and asked for help.
love
Hops
sea storm:
Thanks for the comments. I am listening to them and taking action. No choice but to forge on.
I am moving my store to which is really as full as a store.
Its ok about the church thing and I did ask for help and they are coming on Tuesday when I have a big dumpster coming. Twenty two feet long. This will have an end ....... The topic at church that day was helping others and finding comfort in God. So that was nice.
My back is out feels like pulled rib. This would make a good movie comedy. Going to the Jehovah Witness Church for help. Who am I to be critical?????? In small towns things get done differently. None of this cloistering with like minded souls or maybe the city is like that too.
I didn't in the least take offence Hops. Just thankful you are standing by.
I drove to the new house and before I didn't want to see it. It was so lovely with lilac bushes in the front and a big purple rhododendron. What a garden paradise. Houses are cheap here for Canada so I am lucky to get such a cute house. It is quiet there too. There is some kind of giant tree in bloom in the back yard that has white flowers that are like trumpets pointing at the ground. Whoever the woman was who made this garden was so inspired. i bought the house in the winter so didn't know about all this.
I shouldn't complain so much. I am grateful for having a place to go.
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