Chain That Girl Up ...

So been quite a week!  In a not so good way.

First up, all things remain the same, Kris lives in a vacuum, occasionally interacted by one of the children or the odd friend, but pretty much a vacuum.  So, baseline is rather miserable for a human being.

Wednesday I had two molar decide to abscess on me.  Dentist appointment is Tuesday, thank you God for Synesdine Toothpaste!

Thursday I accidentally backed my scooter over my left foot breaking toes :( again ...

Now when son moved out on his own last October, he refused to take his dog and forced me to take on the care and feeding (not to mention vet bills!) for the portly Jack Russell.  However, when my surgeon told me that I was going to be drilled - about 14 times THROUGH my shin, ankle and foot to realign and hopefully force my bones to reconnect - I faced a solid DNA problem.  I am a Habsberg, I have no immune system to prove it!  And with an incontinent dog - I can see the bone infection coming already!

So, I told my son to get the dog a new home ASAP three weeks ago.  He did nothing.

So, I put the dog on the internet and found a home for him in two days, on Friday.  Which makes me apparently the most evil man in the entire world ... Two children are still talking to me, my mother barely, and surprise - surprise, Swedish Rocket Scientist ...   He whom has taken Gaelic Girl's side in eery argument for almost 40 years - broke with tradition and told her she was part of the problem here.  :)  Now she is not talking to him as well.  :)  Maybe he will be a trusted friend again one of these days .... ?


Bought a professional Bissell rug cleaner and had oldest daughter do the just the main dog areas to lift the pending disaster out of the rug ... and did it ever!  Awesome machine.  She will do the entire house in a few months but for now, this is good.

Saturday night, I took my mother out to dinner for mother's day, with Youngest Daughter and GG in tow, and a disaster lay straight ahead.  All went well until mother goes, "You never liked that dog did you?".  YD burst into tears, long deep sobs - and she actively hated the dog mind you!  GG erupted into her usual gut Kris at every opportunity and mother was joining right in!

As for me, my last dog was a Basenji, I am happy with him being my last dog.  This aberration, well he is a dog but not really, he was more of a toy dog than something I know would have my back in a fight!  He was a sweet dog, rarely ever got into trouble and I am sure is exactly what a retired person might want ... Oh, wait, I am retired but I am not so dead as to want a toy dog ...

Going home from the event, my back went out getting back into the car.  I was in so much pain that GG decided to take pity on me and adjust my back - yeah it worked, but I still spent 15 minutes sobbing on the floor afterwards unable to move.  That was too much for YD and she retreated to her room.  I guess having a sobbing father was too much or just too much drama for one day ... LOL.

And I was at my end.  All of the above plus so much more I never share, was the end of me.  I took two codeine and knocked myself out.

Sunday was not much better.  I did the responsible thing and asked GG out to dinner for mother's day.  Only YD did not blow her off in that regard.  But it was a busy day, one my "friends" had her house cleaned out - turned out to be the daughter.  Yeah, my Russian God-Daughter!  So, got the mother unit settled down and went out to dinner.

GG starts up with the entire problem of this girl and I said, "Back home we would chain her up in the woods and beat the holy #$^$#%@$%$#$^# out of her for several days until she was broken and understood exactly her problems.  GG took real exception to this as did several others in ear shot.  (understand this is the least of this girls problems, at 14 she was in federal prison on 26 counts!  she was let out for bringing down the moral standards of the prison!  At 14!!!!!)  Luckily, I was wearing my "I am not stubborn, I'm German" tee-shirt.  So when it started to get ugly, I inflated my chest, stood up and suddenly all of those 5' people were facing someone whom was 6"3 and far out weighed them.  It got real quiet ... and it remained so through the rest of the evening and night ... :)  I am laughing still, self righteous people are a real problem in this state but never want to actually address the problem, complaining and threatening is so much easier.  At least until someone calls your bluff.  :)


And the clock is ticking on my surgery date ... so much to do, so little time, and no hope, save a tiny glimmer in my soul ....