~Don't talk to me about being alone~
Jun. 9th, 2008 11:04 pmI want to babble about a few things but I'm afraid they'll be all cryptically annoying.
How about I sum it up by saying "history repeats itself." And... that usually means not in a good way.
Whoops, that's cryptic, isn't it. Oh well, DEAL! :P
So, back to an earlier "cryptic" post about being the same person I was 10 years ago... I'm kinda nostalgic right now for the person I was before that. But more like... 17 years ago. (OMG I'm old) I'm having my mom send over a pic of that person that was me, one of the few pics of myself that I actually like, and will post it for you when I get it Wed.so you can all go "OMG you look the same!" which will be a lie but a very sweet lie so if you're so inclined, feel free! lol
I just deleted this whole bitchy paragraph. Maybe I'm taking
gizzi1213's NO WHINING law to heart. Ha!
Oh right so I was going to post about Friday. I had my "training" session with my grandma (who is now 2 years + 2 months shy of 100 years old!) so I can relieve my dad and we can both go up to the mountains this year, alternating days with some overlap. Real thing will be this weekend. If it goes well, this will probably be a monthly occurrence for the rest of the summer. Certain things are... well, not pleasant, but really no worse than cleaning up after my cats. I'm really not so worried about that as I am at messing up her routine, forgetting something important... and of course, something going wrong. My dad takes suuuuch good care of her and catering to the schedule she's on. I was really impressed by that, actually. I should have known; I mean, I got my anal-retentive tendencies from his side!
She wants me to pluck her eyebrows. LOL that's cute. She doesn't leave the house for anything, what does she need plucked eyebrows for? But heck, I can handle that.
Before she went to bed she smiled at me and said "I hope I'm not a problem" and my heart just melted. I hugged her and promised her it was fine, I had the time and Brian could take care of my cats while I was with her so no problem! I know she feels like a burden and she wonders why she's still alive (I know why! It's because she can still EAT like whoa! A good healthy appetite, she has)... heh, she said "If I were still in Jersey I'd be dead long ago" - she thinks the air out here is better for her.
It's sad, though, because she really doesn't want to still be alive. She can barely move and she sleeps most of the time. We put our animals to sleep when they're suffering too much but not our humans.
Anyway... hopefully she doesn't try to talk about why I don't have a boyfriend/husband/don't I want to have kids/omg the clock is ticking you're getting old/etc. Even with my usual glib responses I give to such things, it still rattles the "there's something wrong with you" part of my soul. And yes, there is something wrong with me, because if there wasn't, I would be completely okay with that, and I'm not.
Oy - I don't really want to get into all that here though.
So... yeah, no interwebz this weekend at all. That will be good for me. It's part of the reason I enjoy going up there, getting away from everything. No TV, no phone, no nothing! And this will be the first time I've been up there by myself for any amount of time (we're overlapping on Saturday but Dad leaves Saturday night and I leave Sunday afternoon)... that will be a little strange for me.
...I think this is the first time I've ever used the "lonely" mood, because while I'm often alone I'm not often lonely. I can't remember the last time, in fact. It feels bizarre. I have my kitties here keeping me company, though :)
Okay, I think I can probably try to sleep again now. Good night, f-list!
How about I sum it up by saying "history repeats itself." And... that usually means not in a good way.
Whoops, that's cryptic, isn't it. Oh well, DEAL! :P
So, back to an earlier "cryptic" post about being the same person I was 10 years ago... I'm kinda nostalgic right now for the person I was before that. But more like... 17 years ago. (OMG I'm old) I'm having my mom send over a pic of that person that was me, one of the few pics of myself that I actually like, and will post it for you when I get it Wed.
I just deleted this whole bitchy paragraph. Maybe I'm taking
Oh right so I was going to post about Friday. I had my "training" session with my grandma (who is now 2 years + 2 months shy of 100 years old!) so I can relieve my dad and we can both go up to the mountains this year, alternating days with some overlap. Real thing will be this weekend. If it goes well, this will probably be a monthly occurrence for the rest of the summer. Certain things are... well, not pleasant, but really no worse than cleaning up after my cats. I'm really not so worried about that as I am at messing up her routine, forgetting something important... and of course, something going wrong. My dad takes suuuuch good care of her and catering to the schedule she's on. I was really impressed by that, actually. I should have known; I mean, I got my anal-retentive tendencies from his side!
She wants me to pluck her eyebrows. LOL that's cute. She doesn't leave the house for anything, what does she need plucked eyebrows for? But heck, I can handle that.
Before she went to bed she smiled at me and said "I hope I'm not a problem" and my heart just melted. I hugged her and promised her it was fine, I had the time and Brian could take care of my cats while I was with her so no problem! I know she feels like a burden and she wonders why she's still alive (I know why! It's because she can still EAT like whoa! A good healthy appetite, she has)... heh, she said "If I were still in Jersey I'd be dead long ago" - she thinks the air out here is better for her.
It's sad, though, because she really doesn't want to still be alive. She can barely move and she sleeps most of the time. We put our animals to sleep when they're suffering too much but not our humans.
Anyway... hopefully she doesn't try to talk about why I don't have a boyfriend/husband/don't I want to have kids/omg the clock is ticking you're getting old/etc. Even with my usual glib responses I give to such things, it still rattles the "there's something wrong with you" part of my soul. And yes, there is something wrong with me, because if there wasn't, I would be completely okay with that, and I'm not.
Oy - I don't really want to get into all that here though.
So... yeah, no interwebz this weekend at all. That will be good for me. It's part of the reason I enjoy going up there, getting away from everything. No TV, no phone, no nothing! And this will be the first time I've been up there by myself for any amount of time (we're overlapping on Saturday but Dad leaves Saturday night and I leave Sunday afternoon)... that will be a little strange for me.
...I think this is the first time I've ever used the "lonely" mood, because while I'm often alone I'm not often lonely. I can't remember the last time, in fact. It feels bizarre. I have my kitties here keeping me company, though :)
Okay, I think I can probably try to sleep again now. Good night, f-list!
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Date: 2008-06-10 09:29 am (UTC)-Stad
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Date: 2008-06-10 11:16 am (UTC)As for your grandmother, yeah, I also understand that to a degree, from a combination of work and personal experience. My grandmother was (only) 85 when she passed away a few years back and she was mobile and lucid (lived on her own with no assistance) right to the end. But her health WAS deteriorating, in terms of her heart and circulatory system and she was getting sick of getting short of breath, having chest pain, and taking handfuls of pills every day. She told the whole family about two or three years before she died that she was ready to go. I specifically remember a conversation I had with her in which she said, 'Getting old is no fun, Michele.' She was really unhappy those last few years, which breaks my heart.
Like you said, we do the compassionate thing for our animals, but not our humans.
At any rate, though, this might be a really nice bonding experience for you and your grandmother, time that I think you'll really cherish in spite of the not-so-pleasant aspects. :)
*hugsssss*
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Date: 2008-06-10 12:38 pm (UTC)Awww, sorry about your grandma. And mine says things like that too! "I hope YOU never have to go through this." -what do you say to that? "Yeah I hope so too, sorry it sucks so bad for you!" Heh.
*hugs back!*
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Date: 2008-06-10 12:40 pm (UTC)Do you? How?
Was I closing you out?
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Date: 2008-06-10 12:50 pm (UTC)What am I gonna do with you?
Heh. Second day functioning on crappy sleep should be interesting. There was no reason I shouldn't have been able to sleep last night - I didn't even nap for 2 hours yesterday.
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Date: 2008-06-10 01:05 pm (UTC)Hey, aren't you supposed to be hiding today? You said you weren't going to be online at all. (happy birthday again :)
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Date: 2008-06-10 01:13 pm (UTC)I'll email you after I go feed the kitties here...
*hugs* I'm sorry :(
And I do want to see your post!!!
P.S. Thanks for the "therapy sessions." *snicker* I think we're both feeling better now! ♥ *hugs'n'squeezes*
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Date: 2008-06-10 02:31 pm (UTC)And **hugs**
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Date: 2008-06-10 06:03 pm (UTC)*hugs back*
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Date: 2008-06-10 06:01 pm (UTC)Yeah, you at least want to have someone around - for the most part. More than I do, anyway. *snicker* at your answer though, I should use that...
*hugs you MOSTLY CUZ YOU HATE HUGS*
Bwahahahaha!
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Date: 2008-06-10 05:59 pm (UTC)I know that you of all people understand my biggest... "problem" as far as relationships go. You also seem to be more sure of yourself and applying the label, whereas I was sure at one point in time and now have to add a "kinda" "sorta" or "quasi" to it. Which just confuses everyone, myself included.
And yes, I should remember that being different does not equal being wrong.
*hugs* Thank you! I owe you some more replies elsewhere I know but I've already been so BAD just being on here at ALL at work...
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Date: 2008-06-11 01:23 am (UTC)That "figured out" stuff reminds me, freshman year of college I was sitting outside a classroom waiting for the prof to get there, writing in my journal. Cuz that's what I DO rather than actually TALK to people. Some guy asked if that's what I was doing, journaling, and I said yeah, and he was all impressed, like "whoa, that's really cool, you must have everything all figured out!" I laughed. I don't remember the guy, but I still remember that. Nothing could be further from the truth!
I don't see the need to "come out" to my parents - they just know I'm not interested in dating, so they think I "haven't met the right guy yet" just like every other person thinks. Hee. So you're planning on doing that at some point? Maybe they'd surprise you.
*hugs* Thanks! You are toooooooo!
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Date: 2008-06-12 08:16 pm (UTC)How much you wanna bet they'd still pester you? Heh. I've never talked to my parents about this (I barely talk to anyone about it, really; it just doesn't seem important in day-to-day life, ya know?) but I've been "protecting" them from me since age 14. I need them to think everything is fine, I can't let them know if things are wrong... or, at least not until I'm feeling better about the wrong thing/have come up with a solution. They must either think I'm really happy all the time, or they're comfortable with the arrangement. I'm comfortable with it!
*hugs more* *and tickles!*
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Date: 2008-06-10 07:04 pm (UTC)Don't worry about the "why I don't have a boyfriend/husband/don't I want to have kids/omg the clock is ticking you're getting old/etc" thing. I get a variation of the same thing and I'm "youngling" according to some people. It's just that people have a romanticized view of how things should be. If this was Victorian-era Europe, 12 year old girls would have been "sold" to middle-aged aristocrats and that would be the "normal" thing to do.
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Date: 2008-06-10 07:49 pm (UTC)You ARE a youngling. You're what, 24? 25? A mere pup! PLUS you're a BOY so if you decide you want kids 30 years from now, hey guess what, you CAN!
It amuses me when I read Gone With The Wind and there's talk about so-and-so being an "old maid" at 20 and all the girls pity her and stuff. HA! I'm so GLAD I didn't live in that time.
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Date: 2008-06-11 12:42 am (UTC)>.> I'm turning 26, thank you very much. I really doubt I would be having kids when I'm in my 50s.
Well, when the average lifespan is hovering around 40, then 20 is your mid-life.
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Date: 2008-06-11 01:27 am (UTC)Oh yeah your birthday is coming up! You SURE you don't want a Palpakin drabble for your special day? ;)
...I would say more but you'd probably kill me cuz this is a public post. [insert teasing here]
40??? That must be worldwide, no way is it true in THIS country! Esp. not in this state, there are old people everywhere!
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Date: 2008-06-11 01:55 am (UTC)I'm really sure a Palpakin drabble would really change the mood of my b-day from barely tolerable event to unbearable event that I will probably suffer again next year.
Well, 40 is the average lifespan in the time of the civil war. I was talking about that since you mentioned Gone With the Wind.
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Date: 2008-06-11 02:02 am (UTC)Ohhhhhh I'm dumb, I already forgot I mentioned GWTW. Stupid internet-ADD. (yes you can add that to my chart)
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Date: 2008-06-11 02:08 am (UTC)Okay, your chart is getting an update.
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Date: 2008-06-11 05:21 am (UTC)My other grandfather gave up the will to live when his wife died.
I remember going over to my grandmas house when i had just turned 19. My grandma said to me, " I was married at 19 "
My whole family thinks I'm a freak because I'm single & childless.
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Date: 2008-06-11 01:18 pm (UTC)