Tuesday, October 8, 2019
Yesterday my seven-year-old, Mika, had a play date with family friends. I call them family friends because I am friends with the mom and Mika is friends with the children. It may have been the best play date ever! The actual play for the girls was most likely ordinary for them, however the play date for the moms was awesome. (Mika did tell me this morning she had a great time.)
My friend, Crystal, was confused when she got here with my new computer layout. I told her I would explain it when the girls went to play in the backyard. Fortunately, she did not need to wait because the girls wanted to go outside to play right away. I broke the news that chances were very good I would not reach my goal of living to be 100 so I could terrorize my children for many more years. I would not let her cry even though I could see the tears in her eyes. I let her know I was creating and implementing my exceptional exit plan and kept shooting her looks that dared her to cry. (She stayed stoic for me.)
I told Crystal of my plan to start clearing more clutter out of my house and mentioned the several boxes of materials my 24-year-old, Megan, had gathered to be donated to be given to foster kids. Megan had gotten a few donations and put in a fair amount of her own money to purchase toiletries, books, and backpacks. Her plan was to assemble the Comfort and Care Backpacks and gift them to social services to give to younger children in the foster system.
Megan’s life has been a little topsy turvy the past few months, so she has not packed all the backpacks yet. When I told Crystal it would be several more weeks before the backpacks were completed because Megan was going to help on a movie set for a couple of weeks Crystal jumped into action. She pulled out all the boxes, separated the items into like piles and had the girls come inside for half an hour to do community service time toward merit badges.
Crystal said she was not going to let those items sit idle for another month when they could be helping a child. I now have two large boxes filled with Comfort and Care Backpacks to be given to social services. Megan will email her contact to coordinate a time to pick the backpacks up from me as Megan works 90 hours a week and then will be out of town soon. That is two large boxes of stuff leaving my house forever in the next week or two (hopefully (if it fits the social worker’s schedule)).
Crystal is an amazing friend. She is the friend I mentioned on a previous day that helped me clear out most of my first shed last year (her older girl helped too). I am certain she (and her girls) will be helping me even more as I work toward clearing out the rest of my mountains of clutter.
My piece of advice to you is to keep cultivating your friendships even when the future is bleak. I see my friend Crystal approximately once a month and I am planning to keep those visits up until I am too sick (49 years and one month from now). I get to cherish these visits now so the memories of these visits can comfort me with the knowledge I have good friends and they love me.
Until next time,
Susanne
Please check out my GoFundMe page.
Yesterday my seven-year-old, Mika, had a play date with family friends. I call them family friends because I am friends with the mom and Mika is friends with the children. It may have been the best play date ever! The actual play for the girls was most likely ordinary for them, however the play date for the moms was awesome. (Mika did tell me this morning she had a great time.)
My friend, Crystal, was confused when she got here with my new computer layout. I told her I would explain it when the girls went to play in the backyard. Fortunately, she did not need to wait because the girls wanted to go outside to play right away. I broke the news that chances were very good I would not reach my goal of living to be 100 so I could terrorize my children for many more years. I would not let her cry even though I could see the tears in her eyes. I let her know I was creating and implementing my exceptional exit plan and kept shooting her looks that dared her to cry. (She stayed stoic for me.)
I told Crystal of my plan to start clearing more clutter out of my house and mentioned the several boxes of materials my 24-year-old, Megan, had gathered to be donated to be given to foster kids. Megan had gotten a few donations and put in a fair amount of her own money to purchase toiletries, books, and backpacks. Her plan was to assemble the Comfort and Care Backpacks and gift them to social services to give to younger children in the foster system.
Megan’s life has been a little topsy turvy the past few months, so she has not packed all the backpacks yet. When I told Crystal it would be several more weeks before the backpacks were completed because Megan was going to help on a movie set for a couple of weeks Crystal jumped into action. She pulled out all the boxes, separated the items into like piles and had the girls come inside for half an hour to do community service time toward merit badges.
Crystal said she was not going to let those items sit idle for another month when they could be helping a child. I now have two large boxes filled with Comfort and Care Backpacks to be given to social services. Megan will email her contact to coordinate a time to pick the backpacks up from me as Megan works 90 hours a week and then will be out of town soon. That is two large boxes of stuff leaving my house forever in the next week or two (hopefully (if it fits the social worker’s schedule)).
Crystal is an amazing friend. She is the friend I mentioned on a previous day that helped me clear out most of my first shed last year (her older girl helped too). I am certain she (and her girls) will be helping me even more as I work toward clearing out the rest of my mountains of clutter.
My piece of advice to you is to keep cultivating your friendships even when the future is bleak. I see my friend Crystal approximately once a month and I am planning to keep those visits up until I am too sick (49 years and one month from now). I get to cherish these visits now so the memories of these visits can comfort me with the knowledge I have good friends and they love me.
Until next time,
Susanne
Please check out my GoFundMe page.