Most places set up for that type of stuff have fencing and barn and whatnot. So yes, I am expecting it to be there. Some places have Two HOUSES like one is new and nice, and the other is a functional mobile home you can stick your relative in, while rehabbing them. Although I really think I could only do that for the kid at this point,, I have rehabbed too many relatives ARLEADY..
Like, my BIL He was mentally ill and my mom took him in and let him "sit" as she does. In a year he was no better, He is bipolar and my kid is the bipolar whisperer and he was going through his SUPER sick period where we had to home school him. So I told my BIL he could come and I would help him with entitlements or work, whichever it was. I did it more for the BIL my kid is soothing as all get out to the mentally ill, he really has compassion and he is very gently organized.
So yeah, BIL would do crud like "I had to miss my psych appointment for MJ FUNERAL." And I would say things like "I JUST SPENT TWO DAYS CONVINCING your CASE MANAGER you could be reliable so YOU CALL HIM RIGHT NOW ON SPEAKER AND WE WILL DISCUSS WHAT YOU DID AND THE ISSUES YOU ARE FACING WHICH INCLUDE EXTREME IMMAURITY.'
One time I came home and the place was extra trashed. The BIL was having some issue with my demand that he not go out before repairing it. I looked at my little 10 year old quietly putting dishes in the dishwasher and crud, while the BIL started cursing at me rather impressively .I just though, "On the scale of parents I am NOT the worst. " I told the BIL like, he was not leaving the front door except through me and that would mean assault and jail time. I told him he could call me WHATEVER he wanted, but I was NOT having ANY of it and there would be a written apology tomorrow.. I made him do it and I edited it and explained the components of a real apology which did not include "I had a toothache.: I wrote in red pen "If your tooth hurt so bad ,well, I am AMAZED yiou could enunciate your cursing so clearly. I would take that OUT."
LOL finally he had a job and his own place. He still saw the kid because they dug each other. My husband who had a little more handle on just how problematic the BIL could be, well he bought this stripped down racecar that belonged to some high up drug dealer and the guy wanted it BACK and kept trying to scam my BIL into a really old and worthless Cacellac .I kept saying "what is the deal with that car?" (My SIL knew, she OHOSE not to tell me.) Anyway the husband said ,"No one in our house EVER but like he let the drug dealer in, I think he was scared of him and even more INFURIATING to ME took the kid around the drug dealer several times.
When I found out I went BALLISTIC. I was like, "DO you think it was FUN or EASY for me doing what I did which was bring you SLIGHTLY more to a path of adulthood (to be fair they were all latchkey kids and stuff, my SIL (no kids) would never like, think to mention it she probably thought it was normal.
In any case the tongue lashing was so incredibly severe and a truthful assessment of his personality along with my demanding keys to EVERYTHING of mine and I would be changing the locks ANYWAY and that NEVER had a SINGLE client of mine ever been so repreheinsible and if he did not grow up he would die alone, poor and lonely. I also asked him how he could so SHAMELESSLY violate our boundaries and I was considering reporting him for child endangerment. I told him if I ever saw him in Tuscon, he better run the other way.
So he went back to his SIL and something must have improved because he did way better.
ALSO THAT horrible WOMAN OMG she told me the BIL was "unpredictable at times" and like ,I was emailing her due to her SAYING that and I had tried ALL I knew and the husband too, but I was uncertain if her BIL was remedial ALTHOUGH I FELT some of the bad stuff was helpful, maybe if she wanted to follow up on it.
She sent me this email about my being bipolar but she never said I was like "unfixable" EVER. I knew she was LYING too, because my family are horrible gossips (we know this and afford each other poetic license and forgiveness) so I KNEW FULL WELL the things she had said a about me.
I just sighed. I said, "You can't win for trying." I told my mom I was gonna write a n apology email and my mom kept saying I shouldn't/couldn't and she even BEGGED me not to. I just looked at my mom and said, "I am all grown up, I believe I know how to apologize."
So I just sent a, "Listen SIL, I am sorry and you are correct. It is in fact true I do not have the ability to predict your brother never doing better. It is indeed true ,also, that I have not heard YOU directly, say I was irredeemable. I should not have said it and at the time I was upset with your brother but that is NO excuse .I hear your upset and I understand. I truly hope your brother does better now with you after a stint with me, although I think my kid taught him the most about sanity."
I got a "thank you" and YES did I ever wave it in my mom's face. LOL.
So maybe we don't need a trailer. Family is EXHAUSTING.
Anna
Like, my BIL He was mentally ill and my mom took him in and let him "sit" as she does. In a year he was no better, He is bipolar and my kid is the bipolar whisperer and he was going through his SUPER sick period where we had to home school him. So I told my BIL he could come and I would help him with entitlements or work, whichever it was. I did it more for the BIL my kid is soothing as all get out to the mentally ill, he really has compassion and he is very gently organized.
So yeah, BIL would do crud like "I had to miss my psych appointment for MJ FUNERAL." And I would say things like "I JUST SPENT TWO DAYS CONVINCING your CASE MANAGER you could be reliable so YOU CALL HIM RIGHT NOW ON SPEAKER AND WE WILL DISCUSS WHAT YOU DID AND THE ISSUES YOU ARE FACING WHICH INCLUDE EXTREME IMMAURITY.'
One time I came home and the place was extra trashed. The BIL was having some issue with my demand that he not go out before repairing it. I looked at my little 10 year old quietly putting dishes in the dishwasher and crud, while the BIL started cursing at me rather impressively .I just though, "On the scale of parents I am NOT the worst. " I told the BIL like, he was not leaving the front door except through me and that would mean assault and jail time. I told him he could call me WHATEVER he wanted, but I was NOT having ANY of it and there would be a written apology tomorrow.. I made him do it and I edited it and explained the components of a real apology which did not include "I had a toothache.: I wrote in red pen "If your tooth hurt so bad ,well, I am AMAZED yiou could enunciate your cursing so clearly. I would take that OUT."
LOL finally he had a job and his own place. He still saw the kid because they dug each other. My husband who had a little more handle on just how problematic the BIL could be, well he bought this stripped down racecar that belonged to some high up drug dealer and the guy wanted it BACK and kept trying to scam my BIL into a really old and worthless Cacellac .I kept saying "what is the deal with that car?" (My SIL knew, she OHOSE not to tell me.) Anyway the husband said ,"No one in our house EVER but like he let the drug dealer in, I think he was scared of him and even more INFURIATING to ME took the kid around the drug dealer several times.
When I found out I went BALLISTIC. I was like, "DO you think it was FUN or EASY for me doing what I did which was bring you SLIGHTLY more to a path of adulthood (to be fair they were all latchkey kids and stuff, my SIL (no kids) would never like, think to mention it she probably thought it was normal.
In any case the tongue lashing was so incredibly severe and a truthful assessment of his personality along with my demanding keys to EVERYTHING of mine and I would be changing the locks ANYWAY and that NEVER had a SINGLE client of mine ever been so repreheinsible and if he did not grow up he would die alone, poor and lonely. I also asked him how he could so SHAMELESSLY violate our boundaries and I was considering reporting him for child endangerment. I told him if I ever saw him in Tuscon, he better run the other way.
So he went back to his SIL and something must have improved because he did way better.
ALSO THAT horrible WOMAN OMG she told me the BIL was "unpredictable at times" and like ,I was emailing her due to her SAYING that and I had tried ALL I knew and the husband too, but I was uncertain if her BIL was remedial ALTHOUGH I FELT some of the bad stuff was helpful, maybe if she wanted to follow up on it.
She sent me this email about my being bipolar but she never said I was like "unfixable" EVER. I knew she was LYING too, because my family are horrible gossips (we know this and afford each other poetic license and forgiveness) so I KNEW FULL WELL the things she had said a about me.
I just sighed. I said, "You can't win for trying." I told my mom I was gonna write a n apology email and my mom kept saying I shouldn't/couldn't and she even BEGGED me not to. I just looked at my mom and said, "I am all grown up, I believe I know how to apologize."
So I just sent a, "Listen SIL, I am sorry and you are correct. It is in fact true I do not have the ability to predict your brother never doing better. It is indeed true ,also, that I have not heard YOU directly, say I was irredeemable. I should not have said it and at the time I was upset with your brother but that is NO excuse .I hear your upset and I understand. I truly hope your brother does better now with you after a stint with me, although I think my kid taught him the most about sanity."
I got a "thank you" and YES did I ever wave it in my mom's face. LOL.
So maybe we don't need a trailer. Family is EXHAUSTING.
Anna
I mowed the lawn this afternoon. It was 87 and it took me 3 hours including a couple of tea breaks. Not much energy left after that.
I mixed my three bottles that were getting low. Didn't get around to the new flavors. Started on rewicking. The first one was a KFL. Got it all done and noticed an o-ring lying on the table. So I took it all back apart and did it again. That was the end of my wicking efforts for today.
No cooking today. Just raided the freezer.
In London I lived in a flat that was the top floor of a house built in 1790, well outside the city back then. It was built by the guy who invented Summer Time. He was an Earl I think. It was originally a huge L shaped mansion. The small arm was the servants quarters. The main part burned down long ago but the servants quarters survived and got converted into flats. It was supposed to have the ghost of a servant who died in the fire but I never saw it.
I mixed my three bottles that were getting low. Didn't get around to the new flavors. Started on rewicking. The first one was a KFL. Got it all done and noticed an o-ring lying on the table. So I took it all back apart and did it again. That was the end of my wicking efforts for today.
No cooking today. Just raided the freezer.
In London I lived in a flat that was the top floor of a house built in 1790, well outside the city back then. It was built by the guy who invented Summer Time. He was an Earl I think. It was originally a huge L shaped mansion. The small arm was the servants quarters. The main part burned down long ago but the servants quarters survived and got converted into flats. It was supposed to have the ghost of a servant who died in the fire but I never saw it.
I resemble those remarks. I have no energy. I got too hot out there cutting my grass. It took me 3.5 hours with several breaks when I normally do it in 3 hours. I cooked dinner and bathed but I have yet to make my key lime pie juice so I’m gonna peel myself off the couch and go do it.
I have had no experiences with ghosts.
@NolaMel prayers for you in the storm!
We had a lot of owls all over the house when I was a young kid, paintings, pictures, carved wooden decorations, clocks, etc. I was convinced for years they were all watching me for some reason. I got past that, but it was freaky at the time.
After my grandfather died doors would open and shut on their own, we saw his reflection briefly in mirrors, felt a hair-raising chill pass through us sometimes for no discernable reason. It may have been a ghost, or might have been grief. Logically it would be grief, but even knowing that, I still wonder.
After my grandfather died doors would open and shut on their own, we saw his reflection briefly in mirrors, felt a hair-raising chill pass through us sometimes for no discernable reason. It may have been a ghost, or might have been grief. Logically it would be grief, but even knowing that, I still wonder.
OMG. That sounds like torture. I would be happy to share that place
My son starts summer college classes tomorrow at home. I don’t think he knows how lucky he is. Back in my day we had to attend class with no online.
My youngest daughter started her online summer classes last week. She ended up with 11 hours this summer since she has to retake the chemistry class. I’m still shaking my head at the tuition bill for the summer.
I'm not a big believer in online education at least not more than about 15%. Post college, maybe a bit more, but you get things from an in person class (I did anyway) that I just did not in an in person class. Of course, like anyone I had periods of boredom but it's good to cope with those too.
IDK all the different student perspectives and thoughts, it was fun. I hear they have live online classes but like, meh, IDK.
Yoga was... I felt I should take some responsibility for it, like. I mean my Creator is busily finding me homes, selling mine, etc.
Holy bejesus though, I must say, it didn't HURT exactly but day three was EFFORTFUL. Add in all that cleaning it was a lot.
I did not fall over, it didn't hurt exactly but every time a pose ended I was like, 'Thank you God, oen pose closer to ending."
Anna
IDK all the different student perspectives and thoughts, it was fun. I hear they have live online classes but like, meh, IDK.
Yoga was... I felt I should take some responsibility for it, like. I mean my Creator is busily finding me homes, selling mine, etc.
Holy bejesus though, I must say, it didn't HURT exactly but day three was EFFORTFUL. Add in all that cleaning it was a lot.
I did not fall over, it didn't hurt exactly but every time a pose ended I was like, 'Thank you God, oen pose closer to ending."
Anna
I cut myself off so didn't ask my questions, and have never replied to my own post.
First question is how long to steep it?
Second question is what else have you done with the Raisin Rum?
3 week minimum. I have a few recipes with the Raisin Rum but I have to look them up.
I’ve seen enough in my lifetime to totally believe it was a ghost. I also hope to never again feel that chill running up my back.
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