The Front Porch Swing

Quote: LOL... Yep... I live with my 97 year old Grandma and my 24 year old son, My 79 year old mom is 5 minutes away. Mom is next for needing a caregiver.... she needs it more than grandma in an emotional sense.

But I am hoping to drag mom kicking and screaming up to my house for a couple of days per week so I can get some Desert time.... I sooo love the desert.

In the desert I lived alone.... Not lonely.... there is a big difference. Here I am not allowed to paint or draw or craft. I cant even crochet... Or build things. I tried but got sweet nagging complaints about the mess. Constant unrelenting.... I gave in. Its her house her rules and I am the intruder.

deb
 
Deb- so sorry to hear that the mental lapse brought about a temporary panic.

Lord knows how man mental lapses I've had in the past week, those are totally understandable. Yesterday I had the opposite panic - got home from some errands to find I took the set of keys without the house key attached! Couldn't get back in the locked house. If only we could still leave houses unlocked knowing everything would left alone.

Anyway, it's annoying to have to rearrange the schedule to deal with the 'stuff' that you are used to having available. ((hugs)) Hope readjusting isn't too difficult on everyone. Attachments to stuff are never healthy and this is a good reminder.

Hope everthing and everyone is OK,
 
LOL... Yep... I live with my 97 year old Grandma and my 24 year old son, My 79 year old mom is 5 minutes away. Mom is next for needing a caregiver.... she needs it more than grandma in an emotional sense.

But I am hoping to drag mom kicking and screaming up to my house for a couple of days per week so I can get some Desert time.... I sooo love the desert.

In the desert I lived alone.... Not lonely.... there is a big difference. Here I am not allowed to paint or draw or craft. I cant even crochet... Or build things. I tried but got sweet nagging complaints about the mess. Constant unrelenting.... I gave in. Its her house her rules and I am the intruder.

deb
Oh, I had to move in with my parents about 10 years ago and the rules drove me nuts!! Not so much rules even, but silly stuff. My dad is getting a little old and tending toward alzheimers and very bossy anyway but he would come downstairs and riffle through my boxes and say, "oh, I like that" and walk off with it. Had my washer and dryer they were using and somebody loaded the washer wrong and it overflowed so he bought a new one and had mine hauled off. Bought a wading pool for my daughter (age 7) and put it in the grass in the backyard and she had just gotten in and he raised a stink about how the grass would die underneath, so I had to drain it and put it away. They have a patio there now - not due to dead grass. The deal was we split the bills and the house half/half - didn't work out that way.

Ugh
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AMEN, AMEN, AND AMEN AWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!
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I tell you what.....when the Lord brings two people together from so far away, you know something's right! Love you BF!
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SIS!!!! I lurv you too!
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Definitely was brought together in the Lord as there is no other explanation for it all....too many mysterious connections between us since then to be anything else. He does work in mysteriously wonderful ways and He gave me YOU...someone who is also mysteriously wonderful!
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Okay, so coming here to sit on the porch and calm down. First it was a stressful day at work. Have had a lawsuit going on for the past 2 years and finally after much back and forth we were able to settle it. For way more than I wanted, but less that what it could be. Can't say more, but that is the gist, it was exhausting. Could not wait to get home.

Then I get home and I am still shaking from what happened next. To start with, before I re-did everything this past weekend, my two GSDs that are known chicken killers, were in the chain link dog kennel area, 6 foot high. Their "normal" area is a 30x30 pen, that is 4 foot tall. While they were in the chain link area the chickens had gotten used to going into the dog pen they were not using, they easily fly over the 4 foot fence, surrounding it.

Anyway, I get home and one of my roosters is out, walking around the outside of the dog pen. I am in heels, so I run inside and throw on some different shoes and go out. Can't find the rooster anywhere! Then I hear his calls coming from inside the dog pen that has the 2 GSDs in it. My heart sinks. I rush over and BOTH roosters are in there, freaking out trying to get out, but alive. So I let the dogs out of the pen to round up the boys and they fly back over the fence right where my main male is standing, I mean RIGHT in front of him. I yell, "Leave it" and he just walks away...I CAN NOT believe both of my boys are not only alive but untouched! God was looking out for those boys today! I don't want to risk this situation again, so will and going to try and figure out how they got out in the first place. It was only the boys, all 5 girls where where they were supposed to be. I am now a lot calmer that I have "talked" to you guys about this.
 
Close call! Good save and praise the Lord!
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I'm glad your case is done.,...there is nothing related to court that is easy or non stressing. Nothing. I hate anything to do with going to court for any reason.

Sit down, put up your feetsies and have a nice hot chocolate, along with some coffee crockpot stew!
 
Okay, so coming here to sit on the porch and calm down. First it was a stressful day at work. Have had a lawsuit going on for the past 2 years and finally after much back and forth we were able to settle it. For way more than I wanted, but less that what it could be. Can't say more, but that is the gist, it was exhausting. Could not wait to get home.

Then I get home and I am still shaking from what happened next. To start with, before I re-did everything this past weekend, my two GSDs that are known chicken killers, were in the chain link dog kennel area, 6 foot high. Their "normal" area is a 30x30 pen, that is 4 foot tall. While they were in the chain link area the chickens had gotten used to going into the dog pen they were not using, they easily fly over the 4 foot fence, surrounding it.

Anyway, I get home and one of my roosters is out, walking around the outside of the dog pen. I am in heels, so I run inside and throw on some different shoes and go out. Can't find the rooster anywhere! Then I hear his calls coming from inside the dog pen that has the 2 GSDs in it. My heart sinks. I rush over and BOTH roosters are in there, freaking out trying to get out, but alive. So I let the dogs out of the pen to round up the boys and they fly back over the fence right where my main male is standing, I mean RIGHT in front of him. I yell, "Leave it" and he just walks away...I CAN NOT believe both of my boys are not only alive but untouched! God was looking out for those boys today! I don't want to risk this situation again, so will and going to try and figure out how they got out in the first place. It was only the boys, all 5 girls where where they were supposed to be. I am now a lot calmer that I have "talked" to you guys about this.
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What a day! At least the roosters got your mind off the court case for a while! I am happy the boys are doing okay.

Lisa :)
 
LOL, I thought I would not be home early tonight so I bought the family a Stouffers Lasagna, I know, crud food but easy for DH. Now I am really happy I did, it is almost done, with little effort from me, LOL!!!

The crazy thing is I now trust those dogs a lot more than I used to. I always said there is a good possibility they could trained but DH did not agree, "once a chicken killer, always a chicken killer". I think I should take this as a sign we can all live peacefully and start working with them. Not that I would ever 100% trust them, but at least feel more at ease, which would be good!

By the way, when they did kill the two other chickens, it was not for "sport" they ate them. Which oddly makes me feel better.
 

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