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Wednesday, Aug. 24, 2005
Moving On

I'm exhausted and know this weekend is going to be yet another killer one. I'll be helping 00 move. Did I ever tell you how much I hate the moving process??

It really irks me to no end that on top of everything else, 00's landlords are giving her hell about not being moved out already. She has no vehicle and no way of moving anything until her brother and I can get there this weekend to help. Hell-LO? What's worse is that she's renting from her grandparents, for God's sake. (The kids' dad's parents.) They're not exactly endearing themselves to this family by pulling something like that, but they never have much worried about things like compassion and love. After all, they're Penticostal preachers. Family isn't high on their list of priorities.

No wonder my daughter feels like the world is hopeless. This is an example of family values she's grown up with. Naturally it only applies to those of us unfortunate enough to be born female. For the male children the grandparents will move heaven and hell.

Sorry about the vent. I'm just so physically and emotionally exhausted this week that it's taking a pretty heavy toll.

I'll do all I can to help her. Hopefully she'll do better once she's moved. I'm going to keep some of her things here in storage. I have a garage area that's basically unused right now. It should hold most of what's in her place, I think. I'm inheriting the dog, at least temporarily. I hope to goodness it's temporary. I can deal with some pets but not sure about a behemoth like this one, not over the long run.

The ironic part is that most of the things from her house were mine originally - her armoire, beds, dressers, couch and loveseat, bookcase... almost everything in the line of furniture. When I moved, I moved into a furnished place (pink and blue is definitely NOT my taste) and the kids had nothing, so I left it all for them - the sofa and loveseat I worked my butt off to get; ditto my washing machine. I traded them beds because they needed a full-size - the queen wouldn't fit into their apartment. They needed the storage in the armoire so I gave it to 00, too.

Oh well.

Before - After

In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )