Spike's Bitches 22: You've got Angel breath
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risque (and frisque), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hec, could Emmett be experience a growth spurt (x-posty)? I remember having HORRIBLE leg pains around his age with no real explanation except for that. I hope he's ok.
Daniel, you're weighing the pros and cons--that's good. But keep make sure you put your own interests first. Good luck, whatever happens. It does complicate things, but it sounds like you've got a little bit more control over life with the actual choice-having.
{{connie}} Peace to your mother, whatever happens. I wish the rift could have been healed long ago and your family could be happy with the person you are. Also, what Hec said.
{{Connie}}
{{Emmett}}
I mean, don't screw them over if you don't have to, but if something better comes a long, don't feel bad for ditching them.
This. I have no qualms about interviewing while still in my current job. People do it all the time and sometimes it's almost expected.
One of my bad temp job experiences happened when I was hired to work in a stock room for two weeks folding clothes. In the middle of the third day, the boss came to me and others who were working that the VP's decided to not use temps and we were all let go. I was so pissed because I was counting on that money.
In the world of "at-will" employment there is no job security whatsoever.
{{{Connie}}} Maybe you should write two letters--one you'll send and one you'll write only for yourself.
{{{Emmett}}} Feel better soon, little dude. Hec, have you introduced him to "Shinesman" yet? It's a wonderful anime that lampoons the entire Power Rangers, Gatchaman, etc. genre.
Anne, I worked on your CowGirl ReBop mix a lot yesterday.
Whee! Hec, next time you're on Livejournal, check out the
fst
community. It may amuse you.
Connie, that's all so hard. It sounds like you have your head on straight and your heart in the right place, all at the same time. As for going back when the time comes, I don't know. I'm usually for mending fences, even if the relationship is never going to be what it once was. But if there's nobody there to whom you feel the need to offer comfort, and nobody there from whom you would receive comfort, I can't fault your reasoning. I'm sure you'll choose well, when you need to.
Hec, I'd responded to your post in Natter before I read this thread. I hope Emmett gets sorted soon, and that this is one of those freaky but unimportant little kid symptoms, and that he'll get better immediately, so you can enjoy wielding the and-then-there-was-the-time-you-worried-me-about-X soon.
Connie, I'd write and send a conciliatory letter implying that bygones are gone, this is where I am now, and wishing you comfort and peace. But for me, then I would write the letter I'd want to send her, and get it all out, everything I'd wanted to accuse her of, tell her what her actions had done to me, and how long it took me to find my own way past that damage. I'd either keep it, just to know that I was finally able to get it all out, to read or even add to when I was feeling particularly haunted. Or I'd ceremoniously burn it, and deliberately let go all the negative stuff I'd been holding onto because of it.
I hope you do whichever (or whatever else) will give you the most closure and the most peace.
Oh, poor Emmett! And poor Hec and JZ, too, worrying about the boy. Here's hoping it's something either virus or growth related that's normal and easily treated and the pain alleviated.
Anne, you have done such tremendous work over the past little while. Here's to a good inspection, and a little period of giddy relief and rest before moving on to the next phase.
Emeline photos are so.cute. What a handsome family!
t pokes head into the thread to say "Hi!"
{{Connie}} & {Emmett}} ~ma to others who need a little extra.
I am only here for the moment, but felt the need to do more than lurk. This project will be done in a few weeks, I will no longer be its bitch, and I will be able to actually keep up with what's happening here. Yipee!
Well, Emmett is sort of tottering around now. He can't extend his legs fully, so he looks like Tim Conway doing an old man. But he's able to stand up.
Hmmm. Okay, now he's walking okay, but it still hurts. What the fuck? I hate this. Now I've commited to a doctor's appointment, and called into work and he's looking fine. Stupid human bodies.
Well, poop. Board ate my post.
{{connie}} beth is a wise woman:
connie, it sounds like our head is in the right place. You wish her peace. funerals are for those left alive. You know you and your blood family well enough, chose our own way to let go. - Which is what you said, but it makes so much sense.
You do sound like your head is in the right place with this. And, I completely agree with beth, funerals are for the living. This particular one doesn't sound like something you need. The letter, however, is a gracious and kind thing and absolutely something to be done for yourself as much as your mother.
{{{Emmett}}}
{{{connie}}}
In mememe news, I've just joined a new online community especially for Regency writers. And I've discovered that it's where a good many of the authors I actually read hang out. While I know plenty of Actual Published Authors now--here, in my RWA chapter, in the other RWA boards I hang out on--this is the first place I've stumbled across many of the authors I've been reading since high school. As a result, I'm feeling shy. And I
never
feel shy on the internet.
{{{Emmett}}}
{{{Connie}}}
Susan! That's really excellent! I'm sure that you will lose your shyness in no time.