…Though I suppose that defense only works if they know who Ke$ha is.
Confession: I don’t even really know who Ke$ha is. I am seriously out of date on overplayed pop stars. Defenses failed.
This is going to be a shorter update than I’d like to give, but it’s the best I can do at the moment. Physically, am hanging in there. Have been a bit extra burnt lately. Of course, there are all kinds of things I’d like to say about this, but the fact that I’m burnt already means I probably shouldn’t. The overall trend is still going in the right direction, though, and I seem to have a more solid grasp every day of how to keep it that way.
Have been under huge strain for the past few weeks, though. My husband and I are trying to get my mother and her husband out of their current (very poor) situation, and into somewhere safe and secure and where they’ll be okay from here forward. And that involves moving them. And we need to do the house purchasing, because they’re not yet in the country. And we need to find a way to reliably get one of them into the country, which might be difficult (but immigration will not give a straight answer about it or tell us anything about their chances, only “fill out the forms and we’ll let you know in 6 months”). And we didn’t know that person didn’t already have citizenship until this morning. And all of the researching and organizing and phonecalls and planning falls on us. And the whole thing is dependent on a third party, who is impatient, and self-interested, and sometimes volatile. And we can’t talk to that third party directly. And the person who can is also sometimes volatile, and prone to despondency and occasional rash ideas. It’s been a lot of work, and a lot of stress, and sometimes it feels like herding cats, except instead of herding I have to give the cats thousands of dollars and get them to fill out paperwork.
I am leery of saying any more than that here, because I don’t want what I say to be misconstrued. And I dearly love my mother (she is not at all volatile. She is made of innocence and rainbows).
Plus, there’s a slim chance that someday they might accidentally find out this blog exists. And no good can come of cats reading my venting here.
At any rate, I’m just trying to cope at this point. And hoping very much that this will all be resolved somehow soon. The rest of my life has sort of been on pause until then.
Tags: And sometimes a cat decides they want to buy an SUV or live in a shack without healthcare. Which would be fine IF CATS HAD MONEY, stress, You'd think being bed ridden that there wouldn't be much of life to be paused but there's enough to miss it when it's gone, You'd think it would be hard to know what they were singing since they're only shown in pictures but you can totally tell anyway