Tuesday ... going to a meeting
Good morning … how are things? We’re back on a Tuesday mid-morn at that! We have a meeting west somewhere in the suburbs at 1-4 pm. It is now 9:45 am. And just for the record we’ve just been umm refreshed. Yes and a shower too. ANYWAY…Rich was here until about 9 am … We were letting him be until he started yelling at a worker bee. We’ve been talking to him about his anger management. We don’t think it’s valid yelling at someone because he’s an “idiot” who just doesn’t think. In other circles people call these folks employees and you need to work with them. They also tend to report any swearwords to supervisors of supervisors … Rich states no, but I specifically heard him use the word DAMN! That’s no good in our books I wouldn’t expect it from my boss, nor do I expect it in him.
Well yes, he left in somewhat a different mood, but that’s the point … our little massaging fingers aren’t to be found out there in the hard world to calm him down.
I think there is a lot of pressure because of him trying to avoid things that should be going on legally with his divorce. Yesterday, he finally conveyed he is in an 11th hour with something, because he’d actually attempted to call the attorney. The attorney was out and would be back today, but Rich has a meeting in 8 minutes so it would do no good to remind him now.
When we try to ask how the “legal is coming along.” He just grunts and its like an iron curtain. I was pretty sure things were being slowed down by his refusal to even look or study the packages they’ve given to him. My hunny bunny can sometimes procrastinate more than us … and when a person is so close-minded on something – there is no use talking to him. In the meanwhile I think it is costing him more money to not be taking care of things in a timely manner. That goes for his stuff over at the house … instead of making plans for storage, he is like … she can keep it there. I keep telling him if I were her the last thing I would want is your stuff sitting around. I would tell him, come over and get it, or it will be left on the lawn. That’s just a woman’s way of thinking though. She has enough furniture from her mother to fill her house, so she should be doubly positive Rich’s stuff should be out. And, there is no way of knowing whether its going to be 2 months or 2 years before selling the place, but there should be some plan of action to at least get rid of all the dead storage stuff down in his basement or in the garage.
AND, that leads to our own predicament. The lease on this place is up in about 70 days. He’s going to need making a decision whether we are going to move somewhere conducive to his living needs, and my stair-climbing needs or not. Which brings up another sad thought … if Rich gets the boat with his brother, then there probably won’t be a way we can move. He is saying though or has all along, that he doesn’t want to make decisions until after the divorce is done. I’m thinking one of the best things we could do is to ask Mike to sign a 6 month lease. That should get him over the divorce, us through the winter, and ready to pack up. I think there has to be a plan like that.
posted by Ann Marie @ 8/22/2007 04:36:00 AM
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