StillSeeking

My personal email account was full to the limit with (mostly) suspicious emails .... all but a few looked "infected" .... I deleted ALL my mail unopened, even the one from my H .....

I deleted the one from you, unopened.

Care to re-send it?

Pep <img border="0" title="" alt="[Cool]" src="images/icons/cool.gif" />

Well, thanks for asking! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

2day was kinda crummy. Moved THREE refrigerators (2long a story), screwed up some drywall at the OTHER house (I did it right, 2!), then came home and tried a dapple or 2 of different colors on part of the house. It looks pretty funny right now. At least a little less like a battleship in drydock.

But my W got angry about the architect being so finicky about having me try different colors. Heck, I must have a bazillion quart cans of "authentic" Victorian and Arts and Crafts colors all over the back of my VW pickup bed. When I tried 2 get her 2 look at something I'd tried, per the architect's recommendations of course, she said "I don't give a $h!+ anymore. They can paint it any old color they want!" So, I went away and did something else. Ended the evening going over the insurance company's latest estimates - still 2low by about one or 2 hundred K. Then we've got 2 meet with the insurance company's lawyers, our lawyer, their contractor, our contractor, our mold remediation expert... and try one last time 2 hammer out some sort of compromise... ...and later sue them for bad faith anyway...

We've now been out of our house a third of the time we've owned it.

It's hard 2 stay cheerful all the time, but we try. My W tickled me at one point while we were talking about this before she went 2 sleep (I'm waiting for Mars 2 get higher in the sky before I cave in for the night). She hasn't tickled me in years. I think that's a good sign?

<img border="0" title="" alt="[Wink]" src="images/icons/wink.gif" />
-ol' 2long

[b]"Psst. Hey Guido. It's all so clear to me now. I'm the keeper of the cheese. And you're the lemon merchant. Get it? And he knows it. That's why he's gonna kill us. So we have to beat it. Yeah. Before he lets loose the marmosets on us! Don't worry, little missy! I'll save you!" [/b] <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

<img border="0" title="" alt="[Frown]" src="images/icons/frown.gif" /> Alas, where is the 2Long I have come to know and love so much? The one ever in a mental/emotional/moral dilema over his spouse and a filthy, oderiferous, odious, onerous, conniving, and meddling little rodent? The 2Long that was climbing the ladder of spiritual self-discovery and self-realization through personal suffering and angst? Now what are we reduced to here? Self-indulgent conversations between yourself and your alter-ego and the ever-so-life-impactful decisions on which colors to paint the Victorian! Geez! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Roll Eyes]" src="images/icons/rolleyes.gif" />

Actually, I am quite thrilled coming back to this thread and not seeing (for once) that another disappointment occurred, another hurt was incurred, and your looking-brighter-future was obscured. I am glad that you are "reduced" to playful mental musings and emotional rejoicing.

Seems like you are yourself again, but more than yourself because of what and who you are today compared to what and who you were over 18 months ago! I think you are actually excitied about life, and marriage within that life, once again. A part of you celebrates with glee and just wants to let go and fly, but a small voice within you still calls for caution and you warily hearken its call and do bade its warning.

But tarry not mine friend! Be swift in grabbing all the good in your life. Each day gives cause for celebration. With your new awareness you see and experience more of the treasures of life that you may have overlooked before. So Don't Worry, Be Happy.

Mongo impressed! <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

I'll check back later.

Scott

<small>[ August 22, 2003, 07:37 PM: Message edited by: Blind Sided ]</small>

Hey, cool.

2day was another sucky one, meeting with all the goofballs mentioned above. No resolution in sight yet again.

something happened that I almost missed, though. When describing an incident after the fire where I scraped my leg falling through the attic floor trying to cover holes in the roof 2 keep the rain out, my W referred 2 me as "my H". I wasn't sure I'd heard that right, figuring she'd said "spouse" again instead. But later, she had 2 tell the story again, and she said it again. No mistake. She could have said "spouse" again and they'd have known who she meant, but she didn't. Could that have significance? Or was she somehow feeling it would have more impact if it sounded like she gave a $h!+? <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="images/icons/grin.gif" />

-ol' 2long

TMCM:

"Careful!!! He's got a MILK CARTON!!"

bar fight scene in "The Big Bus"

-2long