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I guess it is true that it’s about the journey rather than the destination. Recently, I thought a lot about how removing toxicity in our lives makes room for the good stuff (wrote about it here). It’s so true. It’s like decluttering our space, opening the windows, and letting in clean cool fresh air. Sigh.
My husband has finally talked with SS and things are going fine. Sounds like SS has been very responsible, working hard and has saved up almost enough money for his tuition and his grandma is helping too. He has a busy job in the city already. Sounds like SD is less prepared but SS is helping her find her way too. Their apartment is actually a reasonable cost, which is surprising. SS is working at finding the financials for my husband.
31 years of making our life of adventure and love for the ages together.
In 31 years together we have raised a man of character, honor, and standing in his life, his profession, and his community. Thank you for making me a dad and letting me be his dad.
SD’s visit is coming to a close with her birthday today and her going back to BM’s tomorrow. It has been an up and down visit. There has been a lot of positive, but there definitely has been some negative. Pretty soon after my last blog, we had a situation where it came out that SD “is scared of DH because DH stole her sister’s dog and because he can be a loud person.” Apparently since we put an end to BM’s narrative of DH being the sister’s Dad, etc. her new narrative is that DH stole the sister’s dog.
There was also one recently uploaded showing the Girhippo roasting marshmallows whilst camping with her Auntie although they are very close in age (don't ask how that happens other than BG was a trollop). The Gir and her Auntie are standing up with extremely weird expressions on their faces. It looks like a scene from MacBeth!
PM me subject line "marshmallow"
GrannyD mentioned a photo a while ago of the Gir 'n' Clan so if anyone wants to see the latest I referenced, please PM me!
Today, Chef darkened my doorstep with nothing but literally the shirt on his back. Biggest mistake I ever made! Anyway, Pumpkinhead (OSS stb 29) posted an extremely unflattering photo (except for StepDaddyBigBucks who is moderately photogenic) of the entire Girhippo clan on social media!
I guess that you all probably saw this coming. Hopefully you are as suprised as I was.
So, Ive had a day. But it ended up with more love and support that I ever dreamed of, not even in my wildest imaginations. And not in my wildest imagination would I ever be able to believe what has happened today if I hadnt lived it. Let me get some candles lit, recounting this is going to need some calming vibes.
Good morning my friends.
I'm alive and well.
I went home yesterday at lunch to set up my Ring camera system and found out the schedule wasnt set right and was without actual cameras it was ONLY the installation. Canceled that and set it for Saturday morning. Will buy cameras today.
To answer your questions here is a brief update:
1. I went to my house yesterday and Princess Powersulk was there leaning against the garage crying. Her father, mr Chokesalot, sent her there for her "things" and was acting very angry and agressive with her. I filled her in on the facts. She hugged me and told me she was sorry and that she loved me. I just said that "hes not the man we knew and loved, hes on drugs". She knew and understood. I asserted that the online postings she saw were all lies and that hes mentally unwell.