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Just smack me one.

February 28, 2007

I’m really in a funk at the moment. Actually, I have been for a couple weeks now.

I think I may be grieving over the loss of Anna Nicole Smith.

*snicker*

(That was mean, I know. Oddly enough, I don’t give a crap.)

I think the main culprit is all of the changes that are happening in our extended family right now. It’s just all a bit too much to absorb.

• Jer’s sister’s divorce settlement is getting pretty ugly. There’s just a lot of pain there, and I hate seeing people I love in pain. I especially hate seeing my husband struggle with feeling helpless over it, too.
• Jer’s dad is still being a complete dick. One of Jer’s last surviving uncles passed away last week and Daddy Al didn’t even bother to call Jer and let him know about it or tell him when the funeral was going to be held. We still don’t know exactly why he didn’t inform us. We suspect it might be because of something to do with his girlfriend, Hot Donna.

  Trust me, I’m not trying to make her out to be the root of all evil, but Al is acting completely out of character – and her presence is the only factor that has changed. He is putting her before his own children and family, and in my opinion that’s just wrong.

  I wish he would see how much he is messing up before it’s too late. (But odds are he won’t. Because he’s a dick.)

• One of my family’s closest friends, Jack, has been put in a nursing facility, due to a sudden collapse. In the past 4 months he had gone from being active, alert and functioning, to being unable to walk or even feed himself. One night, he couldn’t even roll over in bed and almost smothered in his pillow.

  Jack’s not even 65 years old yet.

  He’s been being treated for Parkinson’s Disease and depression, but the doctors aren’t quite sure what the problem is. The last I heard, he is doing a little better under monitored care. He’s finally eating 3 meals a day again, taking adequate fluids, and is now getting around with the aid of a walker.

  Please pray for Jack and his family. We all love him dearly.

  (I’ll keep you all updated regarding his progress.)

• My baby sister, Dr. Deb, might be moving even farther away. She and her husband currently live just outside of Denver, but they are looking at property in Washington state at the moment.

  I can’t get too whiny about it, because if all goes well, they would be embarking on an exciting new adventure together… but the selfish side of me doesn’t want there to be more geographical miles between us.

  I feel like I’m just getting reintroduced to her and I don’t want to lose that.

  Other things…

• When I get all worked up over things I can’t control, I allow the things I *do* have control over to slide into oblivion. Like my creative output.

  And waning creative output is bad for me on so many levels I can’t even put it into words.

• I am so sick of winter and its nasty coldness, I’ve been tempted to start throwing snowballs at the heads of complete strangers.
• Peri-menopause. ‘Nuff said.

So that’s the annoying, bothersome stuff that’s been rolling around in my head.

The upside of all this?

I’m not at a loss for topics to discuss in therapy each week.

~ xoxo blah *sob* …

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