Wednesday, May 08, 2013
No, I didn't seem to be MIA. I still accrued lots of SparkPoints and Fitness Minutes. I tracked, and I did all the passive stuff like articles, videos, and that brief interaction called huddling. And I've always been one to take long walks when I wrestle with God and struggle through life. So points and minutes were easy to come by, but progress and peace have eluded me for too many weeks.
There have been a lot of both reasons and excuses, and I've never been good at discerning the difference. But at least my head is back in line, ready for getting screwed on straight again. (You know how it is when that jar lid is off the track; there's just no way it's going to screw on right, no matter how hard you crank it. Well, that's been me.)
I finally weighed - and, yes, I've gained. (Just because I tracked ice cream and buttered toast with lots of cheese on it didn't erase the effect it had on my body)! And I was measuring the first of each month until April hit. Those losses warmed my soul even when the scale didn't budge. But all of April came and went, and we're now well into May. I'm thinking about measuring tonight, but I'm also wondering how I'll react if I show some increases there as well.
The transfer of my Dad's house has not gone smoothly. If he'd had enough life insurance to clear the mortgage, it would have been a piece of cake. But he was a retired pastor, for Pete's sake! Definitely not enough cash just lying around. And then, our mortgage application was turned down - because of a major credit report error. A delinquent debt that wasn't even mine! Clearing that up took time - and, of course, energy that I just don't have so few months after Dad's death. But everything seems to be coming together at last, and we hope for closing soon on a mortgage to pay off Dad's. Maybe before May is out.
And then the car hates me too. Well, figuratively speaking. What's really true is that I neglected regular maintenance, and it backfired. So I missed the Missourians! SparkRally.
And perhaps the biggest drain emotionally has been struggling with the leading Paul and I have about having (single Dad) son David move in when his lease is up this summer. He struggles financially, as well as emotionally. And we don't have much cash, but we do have a house that has already been home to more than one generation. Of course, this means 3 generations, not 2. More people, too, in a small house.
But with a lot of thought and prayer, we seem to have solved every logistics problem we came up with. Our house was once a duplex, so the utility room is in fact a room (once the other kitchen). So it's completely redone and ready for us to start using as our bedroom. That means one BR for David and one for the boys. We also replaced 2 very energy-INEFFICIENT doors, so that should balance any utility cost increase from having more people in and out.
Over time, we'll update the bath that they'll use, as ours was done except for the floor when it was Dad's. (We'll do both floors). A new water heater will lower costs there, too. Also ripping up wall-to-wall carpeting and doing laminate hardwood floors will make for easier cleaning. We don't expect any of those projects to be prohibitively expensive, if we do them on a pay-as-we-go basis. And by the end of the year, an updated kitchen will make the food-related tasks easier.
So there you have the circumstances that have been part of my baggage lately. Another day, another blog, and I may get brave enough to put some of the more personal stuff out there.