please forgive non-postiness. I'm in such a slump. Leg continues to give trouble, and there is new trouble from the girl parts with unscheduled bloodshed.

My mother is doing unbelievably well with both grandmotherhood and sobriety. When my niece was born, my sister was terrified and disappointed that Mum wouldn't be strong enough or together enough to help with the baby - she was too weak to even lift her at that point. But she's rallied and recovered like you wouldn't believe, and been a huge help.

I'm proud of her, I really am. I was convinced we were going to lose her, and not only did that not happen, but the fragile drunken trainwreck's been replaced by the confident, competent, funny, sparkling woman who raised me. I am so very grateful.

I need to keep reminding myself of that. The day before yesterday she arrived on my doorstep with about 500 carrier bags full of stuff that I have absolutely nowhere to put. She's been celebrating health and sobriety by having a massive spring-clean, redecorating and de-junking of Grimmauld Place and she packed up every single thing that belonged to me (and quite a few things that didn't) and dumped it all on me in one go. It's in a huge pile on my kitchen floor. I don't have anywhere else I can put it. My own flat needs cleaning, dejunking and organising so badly, and I just don't have the will or the energy to even think about starting. Right now I can just about keep up with feeding everyone, walking dogs and changing litter trays often enough to not have the flat stink of cat piss, and when the extra pile of stuff showed up it was all I could do not to have screaming hysterics.

just keep breathing.

am also grateful for my dogs. we had so much fun in the park today. our friends the three Shih Tzus were there, and also the most adorable Whippet puppy - impossibly tiny and fragile-looking, like a Disneyfied mouse on stilts, and so bouncy and happy. She found Spike a bit overbearing (who doesn't!) but she was very taken with Squish and there was much play-bowing and rompage. I could have watched her all day.

From: [identity profile] danasaur.livejournal.com


the...I guess third sentence of this post made me laugh. That's such an awesomely crude way to put it.
yay for good dogs and sober moms, though!

From: [identity profile] evyllynn.livejournal.com


there is new trouble from the girl parts with unscheduled bloodshed.


I just had to say that that line made me giggle.

From: [identity profile] cottonmanifesto.livejournal.com


good on your mum! not convenient for you, but really good for her and your sister!

awww, i love whippets. :)

From: [identity profile] beebarf.livejournal.com


I can see more positive than negative in your post though, so read it again :D

Yay! to your mum for being sober
Yay! to your mum for being a good grandma and mum
Yay! for the fact you don't have to clean up Grimmauld Place as you'd feared you would need to do
Yay! for doggies and kitties - especially for whippets, which despite the sterotype of Northerners, seem to be an endangered species up here (not hard enough, and you can't get spiked collars small enough, probably :( )



Now, I'm going to put on my stern voice and say the following:

- get thee to a physician re: your girly parts, especially if there is any pain

- think how long you've been without the stuff that was at your mums. Have you missed it? No? then bung it in carrier bags and take it to the nearest charity shop - or offer it on Freecycle as a job lot for car booting if transport's a problem. Don't obsess about how much it cost/what it was worth - if it's causing you stress, then it's not worth shit!

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From: [identity profile] lizblackdog.livejournal.com


it's mostly books, and I do want to keep them, I'm just a bit short of shelf space. one of Mum's friends had promised a bookcase, but I don't know how long that'll take to actually get here. plus I have to make a space to put it in.

some of the stuff can certainly go, though.

i know i should see a doctor. it's so annoying. bah.

From: [identity profile] nyecamden.livejournal.com


I'm really glad about your mum. I know what it's like...

*hugs*

From: [identity profile] orac-zen.livejournal.com


Great news about your mother.

Now look after yourself.

From: [identity profile] itsyspy70.livejournal.com


My little hint for dealing with massive to-do piles of stuff: one at a time. You don't have to get through all of them in one go, just do one at a time. Even if you don't have a bookcase or a permanent "home" for all the stuff, stack them neatly somewhere, or at least go through and figure out what you'll keep and what you can toss.

From: [identity profile] pookha-hare.livejournal.com


also great news about your mom and the turn for the good.
maybe you inspired her in this plus having the grandbabby..
and nag nag go see a doctor.
not just for yourself (which is most important ) but also for animals who need you and for the family and friends who care about you.

From: [identity profile] myrystyr.livejournal.com


Ywah, Rome wasn't built in a day... and when the Vandals got there, it likely wasn't looted in one day either ;)

From: [identity profile] myrystyr.livejournal.com


*hugs* now send us a postal address, so I can send you that surprise gift - there's only so long you can keep me in suspense as to whether or not your dogs'll sing along to what will probably be the first copy outside of Aussie-land of it (whoops, did I spoil the surprise?) ;)
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From: [personal profile] wychwood


Good on your mother.

And keep on breathing! I wish I lived closer, so I could come over and give you a hand... but not so much, really.

From: [identity profile] randomyst.livejournal.com


Your mom doing so well deserves flailing muppet arms!

Also, hope things improve on your end.
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