God, omnis. I'm sorry, but glad he's OK now.
And some eye roll at my sister for her definition of "all is ok".
I think my parents took your family's lessons for what counts as OK and what is not. Say, do you find yourself want to headdesk within 60 seconds of communication with them too, and not because you don't love them but because their idea of healthy communication was probably crafted by a highly intoxicated Crowley (from "Good Omens")?
Aims, Dammit. I'm so sorry for you and Joe. I also tend to believe we share the same mother now. Last but not least: is there something we or I can do? At all?
if you can afford it, follow your gut, and MiracleMan's gut
I'm going with Typo's words. I'll also say this: do the least stressful thing you can come up with. You do not need more stress at this point.
sj, I'm sorry for sleeping troubles.
Now I have to doublecheck your post to see if I can identify what you fixed.
I'm guessing "watch out for."
Yep. I used "look" instead of "watch".
I always am impressed with how you explain beyond just your own perspective.
I seriously doubt it if I could explain my place (or anything, come to think of it) with just my own perspective. And maybe not so unrelated, the thing I'm most grateful for in the past two years is meeting so many friends and people who helped me to see things beyond just my own perspective. I'm not sure if I could survive these two years (with my own health problems and my parents health problem) with our own perspective the way I did. I can't remember who said here that they're sorry for buffistas to have shitty experience with shit but grateful for advice and place that will listen to them, but that's what I feel about the friends who have been there for me. The one who had cancer in the age of 23 and living with a shitty immune system ever since; the one with the chronic depression; the queer one with the semi-dysfunctional family; the one who became secular. I can claim for none of the above, but having their perspectives around me helped beyond words.
Edited: never mind. I was right the first time.
Nice, Shir.
And too true. I rely on and love my neatspace friends and my Buffistas.
Reading along and lurking. Aims, my dear, sending lots of love to you and Joe and Em. You are NOT the worst parents in the world. You are so far from it. You are modeling how to handle the plot twists throws at you, and that's one of the most valuable things for a kid to see. I know you want everything to be smooth, and goodness knows y'all deserve a break from chaos. Just... as much as you can let go of the self-judgment... that's energy you can use elsewhere. Nothing siphons away energy like judging yourself, and I know from self-judging.
bonny, you are fabulous.
Shir, hi honey. Love reading your posts, and phooey on those who assault the Pride goers.
Heart attack. "Right lower thingie was 90% clogged". Stint put in. Then a blood clot.
Yikes! Was he just trying to be efficient and get it all done at once? Glad he's okay.
Also, I hate to be That Person, but it's a stent, not a stint.
Thanks, everyone. I slept about 5 hours last night, but I'm somewhat awake and the brownies are in the oven for today's gathering.
That sounds pretty intense, Omnis. I hope his recovery goes well.
I have gotten two tolerable nights of sleep in a row, sj. May that radical turnaround be contagious. I'm blowing sleep cooties in your direction right now. Shit, maybe that would work better if I hadn't washed my hands since I woke up almost not tired...
And some eye roll at my sister for her definition of "all is ok".
They're trying to make it so you can get all the news in context at once and not alone where you may freak out or turn to Dr. Internet and
then
freak out. And sometimes people find stuff hard to say over the phone, one way or another.
I'm not saying I don't hate it when it's done to me, just that I understand most of the motives. And they were planning to inform you! It's the "No one mentioned the colonoscopy to you? Despite his doctor's concern we're sure it's okay." or worse yet, when they deliberately are holding back information on a planned permanent basis that drives me screaming up a wall. I feel conflicted enough about my (pretty inviolable) call to live time zones away from my immediate family. But that doesn't mean I don't want to be
involved.
And some eye roll at my sister for her definition of "all is ok".
They're trying to make it so you can get all the news in context at once and not alone where you may freak out
Yup. I've done it myself. I've also had it done to me, so I *do* understand the reaction of "What do you mean, 'okay'? How does that qualify as 'okay'???"
But what it really means is, "The current crisis situation is over and resolved in as good a manner as possible and no one is dead. Details are forthcoming."
Say, do you find yourself want to headdesk within 60 seconds of communication with them
Oh yes. Quite often. And my eyes hurt while talking on the phone from all the eye rolling. And my tongue hurts from the biting of my tongue. Which might explain why I haven't been as good at calling them this year. (since it seems only I know how to dial a phone in my family). Maybe it's for the best that we are on opposite sides of the country.
Also, I hate to be That Person, but it's a stent, not a stint.
Ha! No worries. Wasn't sure how it was spelled. Besides, you need to keep your editing skills up. No worries, I'll give you plenty of proof reading exercises. Do you have red pen ability for reading Buffistas?
:: ducks n covers ::
That sounds pretty intense, Omnis. I hope his recovery goes well.
The fact the idiot is drinking beers already shows he's not *feeling* bad. Doesn't say much for his judgement. I think his words were along the lines of "Well, I have all weekend to see how the drugs and the booze interact, so I'll be ready for work next week". It's shit like that, which causes my eyes to hurt as they roll back in their sockets.
Is anyone here well versed in reporting tax for the vesting of restricted stock when shares were withheld to cover said tax?
P-C, my sister is an EA (Enrolled Agent with IRS). She prepares taxes for a living. When it comes to doing taxes, they are better than a CPA, which just do the math really well, but generally don't know all the rules very well. Although, the EA will also be very strict about the rules, and less fudge factor to "cheat" on your taxes. (OK, that's the commercial, and the schpiel my sister gives). If you want, I can pass along her email. She's happy to answer questions and help you out, especially when it's not April 13 and she has 2,000 last minute taxes to do. Shoot me an email, and I'll pass on her info.
Have I mentioned how much I love seeing you around, Shir?
Just echoing Andi sentiment from way back, because it is worth repeating.
Thanks, everyone. I slept about 5 hours last night, but I'm somewhat awake and the brownies are in the oven for today's gathering.
SJ, glad to hear you got 5 hours. Hope you are feeling better.
Aims, how is the Miracleborn house doing today. Specifically, you and Joe? I just want to echo what some have already said. Please get it out of your head about "worst parents ever" or however you phrase it. You are NOT! You love. You nurture. And if you need proof, just look at your Facebook posts. See how you are with her at Girl Scouts. See how SHE is emulating you two with adorable nerdy things! If you were the worst parent ever, neither of those would happen. You both are caring, loving parents, who want the best for their daughter. No matter where you move, as long as you have that, then you are doing good. Loving family, who cares, shares, and participates is far more valuable to a good upbringing than tons of money, and want for nothing. As for the move. Yes, it will be difficult. Yes, it will be emotional. So. Here is a challenge for you and Joe. Make it a game. Make it an ADVENTURE. Spend the month packing (so you can take your time). Play hide/seek with the pets in boxes. Label them with goofy pictures. "Hey Em, these are DnD books, draw a cool picture on the box, to help us remember that". Something like that. Everyone knows it sucks. No need to beat the dead horse about it. At the risk of sounding cliche, "turn that frown, upside down". Just because it sucks, doesn't mean you can't have fun with it. Then, hopefully, it won't be as traumatic for her. Who knows, she may look back it as a fun time, "remember when we...."
If you want, I can pass along her email. She's happy to answer questions and help you out, especially when it's not April 13 and she has 2,000 last minute taxes to do. Shoot me an email, and I'll pass on her info.
Thanks, omnis, I'd appreciate that! I feel like this should be simpler than it seems to be. I will still look into an accountant, but I have to get this IRS issue resolved in the next two weeks, so I just need some questions answered!
