no one needed to tell me that I'm an emotional eater. This Christmas trip that I'm on in our home state of Iowa has totally reinforced that! I've done nothing but think about our favorite restaurants and my favorite comfort food the whole time I've been here!
Luckily the friends we are staying with are only here for a short time visiting family for the holidays and then they go back to Florida for the rest of winter before returning...so they really have no food in the house. Not that they do when we visit them in the summer months either. This couple's frig is stocked with their one and only food staple...beer???
Not that we are complaining in the least their home is totally lovely and although it is mostly self serve...I had to hunt up pillows and a blanket and I brought our own hangers...yep..deb is a little obsessive, compulsive and throws out any extra hangers..so there are none in the closet for guests.
It makes me laugh over how totally different our hostess ing techniques truly are... at different ends of the spectrum for sure for sure!!!
We stay downstairs so it's like we have an entire suite of privacy and we do our best to be non-intrusive and just go with the flow. I'll scrub down the shower when we leave and strip the sheets from our bed and wash up our towels...good little house guests that we try to be.
I've come to the conclusion that Deb is a private person and it might be hard for her to interact with people outside of her family so I'm ever grateful for her hospitality. Her new husband is my hubs closest and longest enduring friend all through high school, college and the fire department.
Today will be a MIL free zone. I've picked up a little cold and her immune system is down so Don's sister made it VERY clear to him that I'm not welcome with a cold. I can understand that, and I'll have a day to myself to get some great steps in at the mall and I'll hang at my favorite store Barnes N Noble. Love that store!
Ther will be yet another huge stressor today..I've decided to try and make contact with my 43 year old daughter from my first marriage. This will be a big challenge as I had pretty much decided that she was no longer a part of my life due to the massive challenges we've faced about her ongoing drug addiction. She has put DH'S and I through the wringer over the years and to be perfectly honest the last time I was with her about 5 years ago I really didn't feel safe. I. Praying she is finally ready to get clean and live her life to the best of her ability. My challenge will be standing strong when she approaches me to come back to Florida as she always does. I cannot take on the care and feeding of a 43 year old that has thrown her life to the gutter. I told her over the many, many years and the thousands and thousands of $$$$ we spent trying to get her clean...after a decade..."Brandy you have two choices here..you have drugs that will rip your life AND our life apart...or you have your family who loves you but won't let you continue to lie, cheat, and steal from us. Unfortunately in the past the drugs always won...it does ultimately come down to the law of your own self preservation doesn't it?
plus I always have the nagging agony that it was she that turned her younger (by 13 years) brother onto drugs when I had literally begged him to NEVER touch them after witnessing the pure hell his half sister had put herself and our family through...just another sad wound that I'm hoping to resolve on this trip back Ho e. it's all so sobering...no wonder all I want to do is eat!
Fingers and toes crossed that today goes well.