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Special Me #18: My House Was a Museum

Sunday, May 22, 2011

I know, Morticia, it sounds like I'm channeling your Addams family vibe, but it's true.

Some of you know from my earlier blogs (see "Passing down the memories," which is sad for me now that my son isn't speaking to me) that I spent part of my childhood growing up in a house museum, where my mom was the curator and we lived in the old servants' quarters. Actually, the first three places I lived were all Revolutionary War- or 1800-era houses where I lived as part of a caretaker's family--my parents' and later my own. It's a unique kind of existence, with the public taking guided tours of your home and you trying to mind your manners about it.


Answers for my friends who asked: I think this is where I got Special Thing #8 from--relishing my alone time! I also got, if not a sense of the importance of history, the sense that old houses have souls made up of all those who have lived there and imbued the house with a bit of themselves. There were parts of Gore Place and the Wright Tavern that were frightening, yet I've lived in other old houses that were somehow swept free of any negative vibes.

My son actually moved out to live with a friend, so he has cut himself off from his father, too. I'm very proud of him for this and do hold out hope that he'll get back in touch with me as he gains more perspective.

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MORTICIAADDAMS 5/30/2011 11:21PM

    would love to have had an experience like this as I love old homes. Our home was formerly owned by a minister and his wife and I sometimes sense their presence.

I hope your son does have a change of heart soon.

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GIANNA345 5/23/2011 9:02AM

This is fascinating. And your son seems to be moving in the right direction, though it may take time.

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HJFOGARTY 5/22/2011 9:51PM

    you have had an interesting life and for that I'm glad because it allowed you to be you - interesting and quirky and fun - your son will come around in time - he needs to get that negativity out of his system to be able to see just what he was living with for so very long. it will happen but it takes time. I'm just glad you are out of there and he is now too. one step at a time - things happen for a reason - now we just need to figure out that reason! continue to take care of you.

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SILLYHP1953 5/22/2011 7:37PM

    I wish you the very best with your children, I can't image too many things harder to deal with except when parents lose their children to death.

I know what you mean about houses having a "soul". My grandmother would come pick me up to take me back to spend the weekend with her, and a total feeling of peace would overtake me as I walked into her house. Then when she took me back home a total feeling of dread overcame me.

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PATTYSH 5/22/2011 5:26PM

    I imagine that you took away with you all the good parts of living in those old homes, and had a wonderful way of filtering through the not-so-great parts of them as well.

I believe your son will come around to you, in time and maturity, don't you? Kids (of all ages) have a fairytale view of what they want thier parents to be, and it takes some time and distance to realize what was true.

I'd love to see some pictures of your former homes. Do you have any to post?

Thanks for sharing,

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MEADSBAY 5/22/2011 4:47PM

    What a good way to look at your son's situation.
He'll come back to you when he figures it all out.

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BETHGILLIGAN 5/22/2011 1:49PM

    That sounds like such an interesting childhood!! I can't even imagine!

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JANEDOE12345 5/22/2011 1:34PM

    Did this make you self-conscious? It would be like being in a fishbowl. I do not think I would have liked this. Company is great, but tours? How did you avoid being "on" all the time? Or did you live in the shadows? It would be so hard for me to just ignore people in my home....

The son: Dear friend, how we miss these dear ones. Empty place in the heart and there is no filling it, just living with it. Pray he comes back. The zombie has some kind of Dad thing going on, mysterious vibe that is what the son needs for now.

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JOYINKY 5/22/2011 1:02PM

    Really can't imagine tours through my home, oh my!
All my kids had to be away on their own to be able to see their dad clearly and realize he was not the man they thought he was. They idolized him, in retrospect, they still love him but are very aware of his flaws and narcissism. The closeness they had is gone; narcissists can't be close to anyone that doesn't buy into it and polish their pedestal. Your kids need time to find a balance; trust that they will. Hugs, Joy

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SCREWIE 5/22/2011 11:59AM

    That sounds like an amazing way to be brought up in :)

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_LINDA 5/22/2011 11:55AM

    A very different way of living, I am sure. But I assuming it gave you an appreciation of historical events and their importance? Its very sad your son won't speak to you. Wonder if he will ever see the reality of the crazy man he has thrown his lot in with. What is the attractions your children feel so much for him they are overlooking his faults?? Don't understand that atall really.
Hope you have a peaceful and restful Sunday.

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Special Me #17: Gonna see a man about a car

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Whaddaya say, SparkPeople? Is this the Suzymobile2?

And maybe this is Special Me #17--I can be easily swayed into dropping everything on my to-do list in order to pursue a spur-of-the-moment major purchase! (Okay, okay, and maybe this is cheating on the "Special Me" challenge, but hey, I'm going to be too busy test-driving to blog.)

Oh-well update: Man didn't call back, so I'm deep into my to-do list instead of having fun. And why did I just spend 3 hours cleaning the bathroom when the Rapture is in a little less than 3 hours?

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MORTICIAADDAMS 5/24/2011 11:06PM

    Neat car!!

I guess we will have to wait to die on December 21st as originally predicted. LOL.

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VEENAS1 5/22/2011 7:40PM

    Hope you are successful in the car shopping. Nice picture of the car. I love your blogs. You are an amazing person!

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BETHGILLIGAN 5/22/2011 1:53PM

    Lovin' the car!! sorry to hear you did not get your test drive but had to do list instead! BUMMER!! I LOVE making impulse major purchases!! Makes me giddy!! I wasn't swept up in the Rapture--I wonder if any of my friends were! LOL emoticon

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NOTFATCAT 5/22/2011 1:19PM

    Looks like a lot of hair blowing good fun to me. Hope you get it.

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HJFOGARTY 5/21/2011 9:50PM

    now that is a fun car - but what make is it??? and do check it out before you buy - I know you will - you don't want a head ache or a big problem - some makes are troublesome as they age - while others are just timeless and last and last! hope he calls back - it sure does look fun!

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_LINDA 5/21/2011 4:47PM

    I can definitely see you in there! Awesome pick!!
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PATTYSH 5/21/2011 4:07PM

    I love it! Hope you do get to drive it soon! Have fun!!!

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NEW-CAZ 5/21/2011 3:42PM

    One foxy auto for one foxy lady.
Can you see I've turned a lovely shade of green (with envy)
Love racy red!

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SILLYHP1953 5/21/2011 2:53PM

    Looks like you! But test driving LOTS of them makes sense to me.

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SCREWIE 5/21/2011 2:06PM

    Oh yeah!

(And it's no cheating at all :D)

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MEADSBAY 5/21/2011 1:51PM

    omg- I LOVE it!
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NORASPAT 5/21/2011 1:18PM

    We had a convertible years ago I always wanted one but the novelty wore off. I still have long hair so i like the Queen always need a head scarf. Have a blast and do not buy the first one you see its much more fun to drive a new car every day for a while HUGS Pat in Maine. emoticonmake the most of the opportunity enjoy ! Pat emoticon

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RD03875 5/21/2011 12:23PM

    I think it's a GREAT Suzymobile

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HAPPYSOUL91 5/21/2011 12:09PM

    without a doubt, what a great car

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JOYINKY 5/21/2011 11:58AM

    OH YES!!! emoticon

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Special Me #16: Music Can Make Me Cry

Friday, May 20, 2011

Okay, I know this one might not be THAT special, but it could be genetic. The other day I was chatting with a music author who has lately become quite interested in brain research on how people respond to music. You know, how some songs give you chills, others without fail make you cry, some inspire you to greater workout achievements or a transcendent run, some evoke an entire time of your life, down to the intangible emotional "feel" of that time? And the same songs, of course, don't have the same effects on different people. I experience all of this. If I need to have a good cry, I just put on "Lament" from the Riverdance CD or "Lullaby" from BeauSoleil. If I were an actress being required to turn on the waterworks for a sad scene, that's all it would take. Some might envision their little dog being killed; I'd listen to the right music.

Turns out that my author's wife experiences none of this. Not only is she tone deaf, she's emotionally numb to the effects of music. (How peculiar and ironic for a music professor's wife.) This, to me, is like being born with no sense of smell or taste. And I do believe it's genetic, like so many other traits, because my parents were suckers for their favorite music.

How about you? Does music tug at your heartstrings?

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MORTICIAADDAMS 5/30/2011 11:13PM

    I love music and it was always a big part of my life and my husband's and sons. I was in the church choir and hand bell choir and sang solos. I was in chorus and sang solos. I was Cinderella in Roger and Hammerstein's version at our school operetta. My son was in chorus and operetta and won many awards. My son plays the keyboard, I play the drums and banjo, my husband plays an acoustic guitar. Hubby and son compose music. I sing to my chinchillas every day. So we are very musical.

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SCREWIE 5/22/2011 12:02PM

    I love music. About 90% of my friendships are in some way related to music stuff. I suppose I could say I have a perennial soundtrack on :)

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JANEDOE12345 5/22/2011 9:05AM

    One of the things dear son has researched at the lab (you know where) is the affect of music and how it works in the brain, then how computers can be made to simulate some of that affect. Very powerful tie between emotion and sound. Not necessarily related but consider alpha wave research, all about what the brain finds soothing.

Now that the Rapture was cancelled, aren't you glad you cleaned the bathroom? And are you getting the car?

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SILLYHP1953 5/21/2011 2:53PM

    Music has a major affect on me, probably why I married two musicians. I literally felt myself "falling in love" with my ex-husband while he was singing. When I'm really sad I put on old country music, the sad songs, and somehow that makes me feel better. I absolutely LOVE to dance, the music moves my body. For whatever reason I don't listen to music much any more, unless I'm cleaning, since music also creates energy, and I need all the energy I can get when I have to clean. I don't have any dance partners anymore, so rarely go out (bars and drinking do not interest me without dancing involved), and my dh quit the last band he was in 2-3 years ago.

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_LINDA 5/21/2011 1:52AM

    I have always loved music and for sure felt emotional at certain songs..In fact, just hearing 70's music brings back memories. And I do need driving music with a fast beat to get my speed up on the elliptical, too many ballads played, and I am falling asleep on it lol. Fastball's The Way gets me in tears because it reminded me of my grandmother who wanted to go home and die instead of languishing completely paralyzed in a nursing home for 20 years in the hated city :(( Every time we visited, she would ask to go home. Her home was in a small northern community that has no nursing home facilities for the care she needed otherwise we would have gotten her home that far at least (she loved the great outdoors, growing up in a shack on a trapline and then later living in a tiny two room shack with an outhouse, she would visit us in the city, but was always eager to get back there).

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NORASPAT 5/20/2011 11:50PM

    I wrote you a whole comment and hit a key that lost it.
I will keep it shorter. DH and i were on a plane returning from England when my mother died. We were both listening to music,I was listening and Olivia Newton John sang "I honestly love you " I reached over to DH arm rest and switched his feed to the same as mine. He opened his eyes and looked across and we held hands.
I get the shivers when i hear that song and I feel so loved. Dh has signed every card since then with. "I LOVE YOU, I HONESTLY LOVE YOU"
Let music be the food of love. Pat in Maine. emoticon emoticon emoticon

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LIVE2RUN4LIFE 5/20/2011 8:50PM

    When I am feeling low, I listen to Mozart. His music always makes me happy.

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HJFOGARTY 5/20/2011 7:28PM

    Sue that is so true - I don't listen often as it is on all day long at work and for me there it is like white noise and I'm happy to turn it off at the end of the day - but certain songs make me smile or work harder - sometimes cry - I enjoy "hearing" the music not so much the words for me - I feel bad for his wife not being able to enjoy music - kinda sad

thanks for sharing another great and special thing about you!

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PATTYSH 5/20/2011 4:55PM

    Music always speaks to me, too! Sometimes the music in church means more than the sermon. We have a dear friend who is a singer/songwriter in St. Louis who we met throught the whole Mary Ingles story (see some of my blogs to figure that one out) and I cry every time she sings "Mary's Hope" at a show. Its her version of Mary's story and what brought us together. Gets me every time!

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RWETHAIRYET 5/20/2011 4:30PM

    Absolutely. It can fire me up, get me moving, make me angry, make me sad, put a silly smile on my face and as the Trisha Yearwood song from the 80"s said "even if the whole world has forgotten, the song remembers when"
Different tunes for different moods
Have to ask, though, does anyone ever sing "wake up little susie" at you??
Wanna irritate me? Just sing Sherry Baby in a high voice and it'll drive me nuts, haha.

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JOYINKY 5/20/2011 10:57AM

    Sue, That is such a gift! The cry mechanism on me is broke; but, that doesn't mean I'm numb. It means when I hurt; it hurts inside and I can't have a good cry for release. It's been a few years now since a good cry and when that cork gets popped; then there's no stopping it and all the build up has to empty out. Crying wasn't tolerated when I was a kid. I'm sure I'm not the only one that got "Stop that crying or I'll give you something to cry about!". Still, when I do have that rare cry, always when alone, the relief afterwards in unbelievable. But, I can't trigger this; it just comes. I've found that sometimes I can find a chink by journaling until I hit on the right trigger. Anyway, yes; being able to cry be it music, movie, memories is a gift.

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SHECHAM 5/20/2011 9:20AM

    Some songs really hit a tender spot for me... I love music... but I also enjoy quiet and the music that nature makes when you listen to the silence...

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BETHGILLIGAN 5/20/2011 8:06AM

    Oh, of course!!! I can start bawling while driving with radio on! Certain hymns at church? Forget it--the tears are flowing!! Other songs lift my heart and make my feelings soar!!!

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NEW-CAZ 5/20/2011 7:45AM

    Sure does...I can lose myself in music. It often transports me to certain times in my life and I can feel what I felt then!
I've been known to sob my heart out only to have DH look on amazed, not at all affected, and smiling as if to say "what am I going to do with you?"

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FLYING2007 5/20/2011 7:41AM

    Hmmmm, I know that music definately effects my mood. I am not sure that I have ever been that emotional but I am terrible at remembering songs- ask my friends... That is sad to be emotionally numb to music- I know I would not be able to live without music it adds to everything.

Thanks for the thought provoking post!

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Special Me #15: Resilience

Thursday, May 19, 2011

I may get "down," be in tears, or feel desperate sometimes, but never for long. No matter how dark things seem, before I know it I'm bouncing back--seemingly out of the blue. This amazes me. Sometimes I sit there thinking, "Okay, where's the bounceback? I could use it now!" And eventually it always comes.

If you were to ask where resilience comes from, some scientists claim it's from your upbringing. Even those who have had a dismal childhood, with lousy parents, can, if they find the right role model in a neighbor, teacher, or relative, emerge resilient.

I was lucky enough to have an idyllic childhood, almost too free of want or worry, and I could have been terribly spoiled. Although they were a bit self-absorbed, my parents were successful, handsome, never out of work, and never fighting. I had no siblings to share their attentions. We weren't rich, but we weren't poor either. Though my parents didn't own any property when I was growing up, we lived in beautiful historic houses filled with antiques from their dealership and oil paintings that both of them created. We took regular vacations, and I had all the books I could read.

And now, of course, I've got Bill, whose presence really makes life happier and boosts my reslience, even in the rough times. And he's resilient, too!

Plus, look at that, the sun just came out after a week of rain! How symbolic!

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MORTICIAADDAMS 5/30/2011 11:07PM

    I had the dismal childhood but I am tough as nails as we both know. I always say that I could live in a box in the ditch if I needed to.

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SILLYHP1953 5/21/2011 2:41PM

    I think having love in your life helps resilience, but that is my personal thought.

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_LINDA 5/20/2011 12:30AM

    You are just amazing Suzy!! That is all there is too it! Some people have it, some don't, but you have it in spades! Its how you were put together!
Keep on finding that sunshine!
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SCREWIE 5/19/2011 9:15PM

    It's lovely to be able to bounce back from whatever life throws at you :)

It makes everything more fun, even the things that do not appear very nice at first glance.

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JOYINKY 5/19/2011 8:43PM

    Yep, I knew you were resilient too! You are doing a great job on this project! WTG!

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PATTYSH 5/19/2011 8:17PM

    Bouncing back is a great quality to have! I never doubted it for one minute. Anyone who can bounce back time after time with all the yuck you've gone through, has got to have a boatload of resilience in your make up!

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HJFOGARTY 5/19/2011 7:36PM

    I hear you and you are so right - and growing up like you have allowed you to see what needs to be done in what ever situation you have - and I'm glad you have Bill - you are amazing and you really are such an inspiration! continue to take care of you

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VEENAS1 5/19/2011 7:33PM

    Resilence is the one thing I have known you have. You have survived so many terrible things recently. I hope you continue to get up if you are down and I am glad you have Bill. And yes DC even got a little sunshine!

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RWETHAIRYET 5/19/2011 4:34PM

    hmmm, now my childhood doesn't sound anywhere near as "Idyllic" as yours, but resilience is definitely still one of my traits. In fact, I'd say my resilience came from trying to cope with the arguing and fighting, the alcohol, etc etc And on the days when I wonder if I'd really survived that upbringing I take a good look at my sisters and figure I"ve survived it way better than them.
So personally, I think it's just something built into your core personality. You're either born with that trait...or not.

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BETHGILLIGAN 5/19/2011 3:21PM

    I envy that resilience! I guess I've got some or I wouldn't have survived to this ripe old age. I just wish I could bounce back a little faster and a little easier. I can stay "down" for quite awhile if I don't really work at getting back up.

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LAURELSPARK 5/19/2011 1:43PM

    I bought a book on resilience years ago. According to the author, resilience is so important to kid's school (and life) success. I share your strength.


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NEW-CAZ 5/19/2011 12:53PM

    Lovely to hear of your upbringing Suzy.
Lovely too that you don't stay knocked down for long, your positive outlook and reslilance shines through. emoticon

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NORASPAT 5/19/2011 12:26PM

    Nice to hear your story about growing up.
I guess I was on the other end Poor but happily that experience gave me determination and resilience also.
I hope the sun is heading in our direction Hugs Pat in Maine. emoticon emoticon emoticon

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Special Me #14: Keep a Sense of Humor

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

When you start to look at life like John Irving does (think "The World According to Garp" or "The Hotel New Hampshire"), and when your life starts looking back at you in that same way, then you know you're finding humor in the worst possible situations. Stuff like: Plane crashes in the ocean, family goes down, someone survives by floating atop the stuffed family dog. That's what I'm talkin' about. Cue laugh track.

Four months ago, my ex was court-ordered to put the family home of the past thirty-plus years on the market and to find another place for himself, my two adult children who live with him, and a 140-pound dog the size of a small horse. Much pain, hysterical shrieking, and payment of attorney retainers preceded and followed this decree. My son stopped talking to me entirely. There was a suicide attempt (faked, and solely for effect, but never mind). I had to endure two stressful legal appearances, a demand for every conceivable document from the last 7 years of my life, and threats of equity court, alimony, prison, and deposition under oath.

In retrospect, I see in this all the elements of a screwball comedy. We are in court, before the judge, who is ordering, very matter-of-factly, that the house be sold and the proceeds split. The ex's response is to turn to his attorney and inquire, audibly, "Can we bring criminal charges now?" emoticon

An even more bizarre series of events ensues, involving the actual sale process. (a) I haven't been allowed in the house in years. (b) My ex doesn't answer his phone or open his mail, which makes showings and meetings with the realtor awkward, to say the least. (c) When the realtor finally manages to gain entry, by screwing up his courage and knocking on the door, he discovers a real estate nightmare worse than "Hoarders" or "Gray Gardens." His little "Tips for a Successful Sale" handout about having soft music playing, flowers in vases, and clean countertops for showings is a joke. One basement door is padlocked, and one can only guess what's behind it. The dog/horse (which has, by the way, bitten the ex's attorney and holds all visitors to the home at bay) has had the run of the house because ex has stated that it's "too dangerous" to walk it outdoors, and has used the house liberally for its massive elimination needs. The place smells, and anyone who goes inside comes back out feeling itchy. (d) Realtor determines that the only way to list this hell-hole suitable only for teardown is to have the court order the ex to begin by filling a dumpster with the "clutter."

A date is set for said dumpster to be obtained and filled. That date passes. Realtor, me, and two attorneys, all jumping up and down at once, cannot compel ex to get the thing and start filling it. His attorney finally obtains a dumpster FOR him. He proceeds to fill it at his leisure, claiming a sprained wrist and bad back. Realtor reports to me, weeks later, that ex isn't loading the dumpster right. Tables are being tossed in topside up, with huge spaces underneath; hunks of ripped-out carpeting are being thrown in higgledy-piggledy. The basement door remains padlocked. Ex tells realtor that he has plans to fix the house's electrical system and roof--which should be quite useful activities, given that it's a teardown. I remind realtor that I don't even try to communicate with this lunatic any longer and that he should contact his lawyer instead.

The house is never listed on MLS, because it simply can't be. But somehow an angel of a developer makes an amazing offer on the house, no strings attached except that everyone has to move out and clear it out as much as possible. This is wonderful!

I find out that it isn't a short sale, as I'd feared, because some secondary liens aren't really liens on the property because of screwed-up paperwork years ago. This, too, is wonderful!

What does the ex do? Of course, he signs the purchase and sale, then goes berserk and announces that he's going to march to the bank (on a Sunday) and force them to "make" it a short sale despite everything. My son wisely decides that he has had enough insanity, gets the hell out of there, and goes to live with a friend. My ex fakes a suicide attempt with, it turns out, a replica flintlock that shoots only wax wads and leaves a dent in the floor. (If he were trying to shoot his head off, wouldn't there be a dent in the ceiling, I wonder? Well, never mind.) My son and I call the police when we learn of this. The street is blocked off, helicopters circle the neighborhood, hordes of police cars arrive, flashing and wailing. The ex is hauled off to a mental hospital for a week. My daughter is home alone with dog-too-dangerous-to-walk and a refrigerator that doesn't work except for its freezer. She gamely claims that she's okay as long as she has some frozen dinners and fresh fruit.

The realtor's expected lifespan is now reduced by about ten years because the ex hasn't found a place to live yet, his lawyer is incommunicado, and the angel of a buyer--an impatient man, we're told--wants to have the closing sooner.

Ex arrives back home from loony bin and somehow finds an apartment. (This place actually allows 140-pound horses inside??) Daughter is thrilled with it and no longer wants to leave and go live in her own place. I am not allowed to know the address, because I'll no doubt have my minions casing the joint and planting listening devices.

The closing date is in a week, we're signing all kinds of papers, and there's no sign of moving vans, storage pods, or even a signed lease for the new apartment.

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MORTICIAADDAMS 5/23/2011 12:09AM

    I loved Irving as a teen. This ordeal has certainly had it's fair share of quirkiness but all good things must come to an end. LOL. And even this shall pass. I hate to see your daughter move back in with the nut.

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PATTYSH 5/19/2011 9:22AM

    Oh my goodness, Sue! Though I've known some of this before, to read it all at once is very much like a soap opera. Maybe you can sell the movie rights to Hollywood and make a fortune!

No wonder you're such a strong woman!!

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SCREWIE 5/19/2011 7:58AM

    You're right, you've got to laugh... Some times it's the only way :)


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SHECHAM 5/19/2011 5:31AM

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SILLYHP1953 5/18/2011 9:21PM

    I must agree with you writing a book or sreenplay, too. But until you're ready for the big time, I'm perfectly happy learning about your life as you see fit to share it. I could write some wild stories, too, except one of my coping devices is to forget the bad things that happened. And that's as an adult, not just as a child. I do keep journals off and on, so all is not forgotten. I did not laugh at this blog/story because I have lived in that type of craziness and feel the pain, and I thank god you do have your sense of humor.

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HJFOGARTY 5/18/2011 8:24PM

    wow sue you really do need to write a book about all this - it would be a best seller - you've got it all - and with a smile - I know that it hasn't been easy and I'm glad that after it is all said and done you can look back and laugh - you need to - it has been hell on a rollercoaster and being pulled by a 140 lb dog/horse! haha I'm continuing to pray that it does all end for you and the house sells - and you can move on with your life - and remember if you end up needing any help - I do have a bobcat! haha I love demolition! haha

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RWETHAIRYET 5/18/2011 4:46PM

    Did you ever think of writing a screenplay??? This stuff is better than soap operas, haha.
As long as you can keep laughing, you're doing just fine. Laughing beats crying any day, and helps keep you on the right side of that fine line called sanity.
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MEADSBAY 5/18/2011 1:57PM

    Lordy, lordy- some things are so sad you HAVE to laugh!


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_LINDA 5/18/2011 1:50PM

    Just sitting here with my mouth agape emoticon emoticon emoticon
So wish you could be free of this nutter once and for all :((
I would like to know if this new place he is renting even knows if he has this huge dog? I have my doubts.. Surprised your daughter still wants to live with this man. Talk about the blind leading the blind..
Really, you can laugh about it, but this has just been going on for way too long.
Looking forward to the day we can all celebrate you are finally, finally free!!
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JOYINKY 5/18/2011 1:23PM

    You are amazing! With your talent, I'm wondering when the book will come out and if you've sold the movie rights yet? I got so engrossed in the read that I had to stop and skim back to the top to recheck the title! That was with knowing the plot! Seriously, I hope the transaction goes smoothly and that you are soon able to close this chapter. So glad you can see the humor and take it one day at a time! Be well.

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BIONICBETH 5/18/2011 1:04PM


You are my psychological hero. You would be filthy rich if you could bottle that mind-set and sell it!

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NEW-CAZ 5/18/2011 12:52PM

    Suzy if you didn't smile/laugh you'd cry hun.
You are one STRONG SASSY LADY to have come through all that with some sanity intact.
Indeed you have needed an awesome sense of humour and a positive attitude to have survived at all!
I hope this dreadful emotionally sapping ordeal is almost over for you and you can get on with your life with your fantastic Bill.

Fingers (and everything else crossable) crossed for you!

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HAPPYSOUL91 5/18/2011 12:51PM

    Sorry for your pain, don'tknow how you have held it together.

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