Wednesday, March 4, 2020

I have a date!

Texted with Carlos, he seems to prefer it. 

He comes Tuesday.  I didn't want him to feel like I expected him to drop everything, #1.  #2 We have to work (Ron and I) the next couple days anyway and I would NEVER ask someone to work on a weekend, especially a family man.  He hasn't talked about them but I am sure he has one. 

I told him next week "Tuesday - Thursday" would be good for me and he got back and said Tuesday was great.  It is slow enough these days we can work 3 days.  From what I read it shouldn't take more than a few days. 

I got the toolkit and everything they should need.  Once that is done and I am standing on the floor I will call the restoration guys and get my stuff back - make the appointment for that and then the dumpster. 

I think my aunt would like to be there, it is not necessary I can do it without them.  They took about 60 boxes but 20 of that are long term storage items, and another 20 are Bibles, so really only about 20 boxes to sort. 

I don't want to get the dumpster too early as I worry butthead next door would start throwing his crap in it.  That's the sort of thing he would do.  If I had nice people all around I would go ahead and get it now so Carlos & company could throw trash in it as needed. 

It is nice to be proceeding with all of this... I was starting to feel like I would never get back to normal. 

12 comments:

Anonymous said...

You seriously had 60 boxes of stuff in your bedroom? No, you are not a hoarder. LOL.

Heather Knits said...

I had 60 boxes total in the entire house they took everything but Ron's room and kitchen. So 2 bedrooms, front room, dining area, etc. Considering I had 20 cases of long term storage items at least, plus another 20 of Bibles, I think I did pretty well. A lot of it will not be coming back. They took everything, entire closets worth. And the boxes are not that large, they forgot and left 2 in my front room. I think I have #44 and 45.

Heather Knits said...

To the other poster, I forgot where you posted, God allows people to be good or evil. Some choose to do horrible things and others choose to allow them...in the case you mentioned others must have known, but chose to look the other way. That is also free will.

Ron would tell you the kid is better off dead Ron is quite upset he did not get to stay dead, when he died. It is apparently spectacular.

Anonymous said...

Looks like things are shaping up on the house. That's a lot of pressure for one person, especially in your shoes. Good job!

Friend said...

YAHHHHOOOO! Good news you deserve it !!!!

Anonymous said...

Is Carlos also going to finish the install of the drywall that is missing from Ron's room? That really needs to be taken care of ASAP. Ron will have to pay for that from his own money.

Anonymous said...

"God allows people to be good or evil. Some choose to do horrible things and others choose to allow them..."

Free will can never account for those born with a damaged brain. What about your mother? Did she choose to be bipolar and use alcohol to cope with it? Before medications were available there were many people like your mother who did not even have options to treat their mental illness. What about your father? He turned a blind eye to her drinking while pregnant and her neglect of you? What is wrong with him that he choose to allow these things to happen to his own offspring?

Thus the question remains what went wrong that there are so many defective and damaged people in our society? What type of being are people really worshiping?

Anonymous said...

Looking forward to seeing photos of the new floors :)
-your friendly curmudgeon

Heather Knits said...

In my Dad's case he really didn't think her drinking would harm me, he has told me he didn't know she was drinking "hard" liquor. We know now any liquor is bad but I can't pretend to understand the culture back in the 70's.

Crazy runs deep on both sides of my family. I seem to have gotten the worst of it for my generation. I think a lot of it is just bad DNA. My aunt would say "We live in a fallen world".

Some of the messed up people go to bad parenting, in my opinion.

Carlos will give me an estimate on Ron's room, drywall, paint, floor. I will get the floors like I did for me and then he can just do the whole job in a week. We can save up once we are done with repairs and I know how much Carlos will want for the work.

Anonymous said...

So where was free will in the 70's when people didn't really know that alcohol could cause birth defects in babies? Ignorance is an OK justification by god to cause you and others like you to have FAS because people just did not know how dangerous it was in the 70's and prior?

Anonymous said...

"We can save up..." So when you say we can save up for the drywall, paint and flooring for Ron's room you really mean you will save up, right? No accountability for that man to have to pay for anything himself when it comes to that house. It is you paying for ALL the repairs and maintenance. He can only get away with what you allow him to get away with. What I don't understand is why you let him get away with so much and why you are still behaving like a doormat.

Heather Knits said...

I honestly can't find it in me to blame my parents for disabling me.

How they treated me knowing I was disabled and forcing me to live up to a standard they knew I would fail... I have some bitterness about that, especially as my abuser was held to entirely different standards. That I'm working on. I could do nothing right, if I did well it was "why can't you be like that all the time?" If I did wrong I was beaten. Even though my Dad has admitted to being told, when I was 6 months old, that I had delays. That further testing when I was 13 indicated I still had serious delays in "performance". He has a Master's degree I don't know what he thought that meant but it got even worse.

That is hard to live with. If he had adjusted his expectations and presented reasonable expectations I would have had a very different life. I could have gone to trade school or something instead of being forced into a college mold. Lots of shaming.

That, I have trouble with. Not the actual disability but how he dealt with it.