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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 24, 2018 8:00:55 GMT
Apply. Its amazing what you can do in two weeks if you put your mind to it - not saying you will have jut two weeks. But if that is what is worrying you, then plan on it so the worry will stop. Do be so sure you need so much time to get the house ready. If the house is sound and does not need major renovation, then figure out how much it would cost to get it ready and apply that figure somehow in the selling of it. Like a painting allowance, etc. Talk to a realtor before spending ANY money or investing any time. She might even know someone who would do the work for you while you work out your two weeks notice. If you can afford it, hire some people to help with the packing up part too. YOU CAN DO IT! and it sound like you really need to do it. A soul can be stifled in the environment you describe. You don't want to end up all dried up and with no joy in your life because your job took it all away.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 20, 2018 9:10:41 GMT
Just how much advance notice did he give? Surely the date of graduation was known months and months ahead. Did he not give you advance notice? If not, then the onus is on him.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 20, 2018 9:06:42 GMT
Poop is not the worst thing left on Everest. I believe there are about 200 bodies left up there because there is no way anyone can bring them down. Getting yourself down from that high is hard enough. One article said that every minute you spend above 26000 feet you are dying, even with supplemental oxygen. It requires Herculean efforts to continue on up or down.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 19, 2018 4:48:45 GMT
At thirteen I was in typhoon Karen, the storm of the century with winds that broke the wind gauge at 215 knots. 90% of the island was damaged or destroyed. We had to move twice to different houses as the ones we were in started breaking up. The next day, when it was over, my sister, I and other children from the neighborhood were sent to shelter at the Naval Air Station barracks as we had not enough places to sleep. I woke up my sister by throwing up from the top bunk into her shoes. It was pure stress but the dudes in charge thought I might have typhoid so we were quarantined. I had PTSD and did not know it as it was not something we knew about back then.
Then there was Alicia in Houston and several other storms. Another time a tornado destroyed a block of houses two blocks away from us. Now in Central Texas we have undergone a drought that is still ongoing though at times it is not as bad as others. Most summers we are put on water rationing.
I guess if you live long enough, you get to go through a lot of this kind of stuff.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 14, 2018 5:14:22 GMT
When I left to go to college, I was 18 and was moving from Guam to Arizona. A long, long way from home. In those days airline fare was very expensive and there was no way I could ever visit home again. At the last moment (about a week before departure), Mother took me aside and asked if she bought me a car would I stay and continue on at the University of Guam. She hated to see me go even though she had sent my two older siblings off to college without any regret. But, I don't think she cried. Mother never cried, ever.
Of course, I was eager to go. Adventure awaited in the States. There was not much for me there at home. But, once I got settled, I started missing Guam and really wished I had stayed.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 10, 2018 7:56:33 GMT
I write four letters every week. There are some people I send cards to each week and I include a letter with the card. I don't get letters back, as these cards and letters are meant to cheer the people up and not add stress to their life. But, I really enjoy writing the letters. I try to make them fun to read and try not to get too personal. I might mention chores that I got done and make a joke about it or perhaps tell a story about them.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 3, 2018 7:50:15 GMT
I understand the feeling. My vocal chords were damaged permanently from all the sinus infections and etc. that I got from living in the Houston area. While I did not have a solo type voice, I sang in the choir at church for many years and enjoyed singing to myself around the house all the time. But, what I miss the most is my flute - I played professional for several years but because the lungs were also affected from the crap in Houston, I no longer have the breath control or capacity to play, not to mention the arthritis in my hands make it hard as well
Music is such a integral part of many of our lives and when we can no longer sing, play or hum along, it creates a hole in our lives. The animals even "sing" or make noise that is pleasing to them. I know of several cats who purr when visiting the vet as it soothes them, coyotes howl at the moon, birds sing, and so on.
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Post by nlwilkins on Aug 2, 2018 5:42:51 GMT
Its called a rock splitter. When they put in cable along the road when we lived way out in the country they used a rock splitter to dig the ditch for it. It looks like a chain saw, but the blade is different and used to dig a narrow ditch in the ground. As the name implies, it is strong enough to cut through rock.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 29, 2018 2:47:23 GMT
Any conversation you have with your husband about the sons is bound to just cause anger and misunderstanding. It is never good to appear to come between a parent and a child. Even though that is NOT what you are wanting to do, that is what it will look like.So be sure to make the conversation about you and him and about your relationship with each other. Determine just what it is you want and how much you are willing to compromise before initiating a discussion.
You have not said how long this has been going one with the son using the shop, etc. Give it time and perhaps the son's true "colors" will show through, or your husband will see the light.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 16, 2018 3:51:08 GMT
I always waited up, no matter how late they were going to be or how old they were. I just could not sleep knowing that they were still out. My older daughter just had to recount the evening with me and could not sleep until she had talked herself out. If she had stayed out later than she was supposed to or done something else wrong, the worst punishment I could give her was to not let her talk to me until in the morning. It was like once she told me what she did wrong, she had laid the burden of guilt off on me and then could go merrily on to bed and sleep the sleep of the innocent.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 15, 2018 6:16:57 GMT
Oh wow! enjoy it!
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 15, 2018 6:13:14 GMT
love it! great going on getting your first quilt done.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 15, 2018 6:11:23 GMT
I see you have already made your decision to purchase the smaller size. Like many of the other replies, that would have been my choice.
When purchasing something, I also like to consider the space an item takes up in my pantry, shelves or closet. I think of it as rental for the space. Larger items get in the way and take up space a lot longer than smaller versions. I am finally getting it through hubby's thick skull that we do not need to purchase the extra large version of many things like we used to when we were a family of four. For example, he always wants to purchase the huge bottle of ketchup, but we only use it about twice a month if not less. But the time it is used up, it really is OLD!
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 9, 2018 8:06:03 GMT
In an antique store, or a place with valuables and breakables, it means that you can stop the child's hand reaching out to touch in time. A couple of feet away and something can be broke before you can stop it. From a couple of feet away, you can see what a child is doing, but that just means you watch the breakage happen. It can happen so fast. I used to sell breakable items in cat shows and I saw it time and time again. Child and parent within close proximity and before the adult could say stop, something would be broken. There is no way a stranger can determine what your child might do. Some children are just "touchers" and others do not respond to a spoken "stop" but will continue on to picking up an item and then ask why they cannot touch.
Your children sound like you have it all under control and well thought out, but not all children are that way and strangers do not know your children. Of course, it could have been said in a nicer way. Perhaps, they had just seen too much breakage lately.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jul 9, 2018 7:48:51 GMT
mine loves yogurt. She begs for it anytime some is opened.
But like others have said, I would continue to use kitten food and other cat food and just feed several times a day. Perhaps put the fella in the bathroom with his food for a while to give him stress free time to eat without the other cats bothering him.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 30, 2018 23:37:42 GMT
I had old, old oak wood floors and used mop and glow. It worked great, gave a good shine and protected the wood as well. After 30 years of using mop and glow, I saw no damage and they still looked as good as they did the day we moved in. I know it sounds weird, but it was so easy to use and great for the wood.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 28, 2018 0:12:53 GMT
Hubby just pulled the 1985 Ford Pick Up to the SIL's so they can start to work on it. We keep vehicles until parts are no longer available. Hubby does the upkeep and repairs. When the insurance totals a vehicle, we buy it back from them. Currently we have a 2000 mustang which is hubby's main transport. It was mine until two years ago. We also have a 2005 F150 Ford. Hubby had to put a new rear end on that one two years ago. But, it is such a great vacation vehicle. When a vehicle can no longer be fixed, it becomes a storage unit for hubbies tools, etc.
So to answer your question, yes we become attached to our vehicles.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 26, 2018 6:35:25 GMT
There are services that will do calls, check up calls on a daily basis. Just do a Google search on -- Daily Check Up Call Services.
One even listed the price as $15 a month. Some even list medication reminder.
This is what I would do if I lived alone. We had a neighbor down the street who died at home and she was not found for about two weeks. Then a beloved neighbor behind us fell in her bathtub and was not able to get out. Her out of town son finally sent a friend to check up on her and he had to break in to find her. The police were no help. They only reported that they heard someone yelling inside but would not do anything about it. She was only undiscovered for one night and half the next day, but that was too long. She broke her back and had to go into the hospital and then to rehab. She was never allowed to come home after but went straight to an assisted living home.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 25, 2018 15:14:02 GMT
He can always get a razer for hair, get the attachment for a specific length, say an inch and buzz his own hair. There will come a time when he will want to look a little more professional and long curly hair does not fit. My husband does this for his beard. At 76 his beard is still very tough and hard to manage. With his tremors, he can no longer use a straight edge or blade.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 25, 2018 6:39:36 GMT
🐱🐉 oh wow!
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playing around, if you use the font sizer on the message header you can make the emoticon larger.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 19, 2018 9:01:32 GMT
I ended up in the hospital unexpectedly a few years ago and I had to give hubby explicit directions on what to pack. He could not find a few things that were right where I told him they would be, and others I just did not ask as I knew he would not find them. Thankfully the hospital supplied all the necessities. So I was covered.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 19, 2018 8:55:41 GMT
I am so sorry you are having to face this. It is hard to learn your parent does not want to continue. It is hard to let go of your own feelings and consider his. Many men seem to want to avoid the hassle of treatment and pass on. Many times they are lost without their wife, or are tired of fighting.
It sounds like your doctors feel there is still a lot they can do for your father and they do not feel he is at an end of life situation. Hospice is not the answer. Pallative care does not necessarily end in death. It pertains to keeping the patient comfortable. So neither are the answer. If he persists in wanting no treatment and wants to join your mother, the doctors might require psychiatric evaluation and counseling.
You and your father need to have a comprehensive discussion as to what he is asking for. Refusing treatment is a serious step and may cause your father to undergo such pain as to be screaming in bed with it. My mother was unconscious due to the amount of morphine in her but still screamed when they had to re-position her every two hours. You do not want your father to go through that if it is possible to get treatment to keep it from happening.
This means not letting the cancer having its way. When the cancer spreads to the bone the pain becomes un-treatable after a while. (This is supposing he has cancer.) Other diseases also cause major pain at the end that becomes so severe that drugs will not help. There are also other considerations to no treatment such as lack of mobility, loss of bladder control, etc. If he is wanting a disease to take him away, it may take a long time. Get his permission to talk to his doctors to see what he is facing if he denies treatment. Chances are it is not an easy death but a long, painful and undignified ending. Make sure he understands this.
Again, I am so sorry you are having to face this.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 8, 2018 15:17:40 GMT
The company paid for ours and we had no choice as to who to go to. But, we were happy with the fella we got. He is with Ameriprise and really gave us a thorough assessment. On his recommendation we started long term healthcare insurance at a time when it was cheaper due to our age. He went over everything including wills, medical power of attorney, and advanced directives. That was 18 years ago and it has given us peace of mind that is priceless.
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Post by nlwilkins on Jun 3, 2018 20:51:48 GMT
I do my own. The one king size quilt I made, I did it too using Free Motion quilting. At that time, I had a small machine. So I set up tables all around the sewing machine to hold the quilt. I started in the middle and took it slow and made sure the tables were supporting the parts of quilt hanging off the machine.
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Post by nlwilkins on May 29, 2018 0:13:01 GMT
I want to contribute!! Please tell me who to send money to!
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Post by nlwilkins on May 27, 2018 4:02:41 GMT
We had mostly weeds when we lived in the country. Hubby mowed the yard very often to keep the weeds down and I would throw out bermuda seed every time I thought it would rain or when I had time to leave the sprinkler on to water it in. Eventually, we had patches of pretty good lawn. Of course, the drought dried it all up and made all my work for naught.
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Post by nlwilkins on May 21, 2018 4:41:28 GMT
Get a cat and they will let you know whne there is a scorpion in the house. Mine would not attack them, but would just sit and watch them.
That being said, we live north of Austin and only had scorpions when we lived out in the country. Had snakes and other wildlife as well. The big shocker was the skunk family that walked through the yard one evening. LOL
But, now we live in the thriving metropolis of Temple and had only had a rat snake or two.
Welcome to Texas! I second the idea of a meet up of Central Texas peas
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Post by nlwilkins on May 15, 2018 7:45:26 GMT
Like the others said, work enough to get the money to do the repairs. PLUS enough to set up a fund to pay for future work. We own our home outright and if hubby was not proficient enough to do repairs and upkeep, we would be in big trouble as our pensions do not add up enough to pay off any loans for them. How old is your roof? how abut your plumbing? your air and heating system? think about all of it and then upgrade what you can afford. Make sure to get warranties on the work done. Or you might consider moving into a condo where it is all covered. That is what I am going to have to do if hubby passes before me, or be dependent on children to do the repairs.
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Post by nlwilkins on May 15, 2018 7:36:40 GMT
Today was nice for me as well. I was able to find a bathing suit at the first store I went shopped at. Hubby drove me and waited in the car. then we had a nice lunch out and got essentials for the week from WalMart. This afternoon, I painted a dozen dragon eyes on glass cabachons and now am just cruising til I make myself get up and go to bed. I am all set up to start aquatic exercises in the morning and then on to a quilt class. (Not going to talk about my fight with my Silhouette Cameo, it is in the dog house and will stay that way for an unspecified period of time.)
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Post by nlwilkins on May 15, 2018 7:29:03 GMT
The cepacol really does work.I remember when a nurse brought it to me in the hospital and I was like, seriously? a cough drop? but it really works. The gargling with warm salt water works too, it cleans out some of the drainage. Be sure you are not having some acid reflux with all this stress that could compound the issue. That is what did me in. Work on stopping the nasal drip in addition to all the throat remedies, plus get to a doctor. If you cough syrup did not have codeine in it, then it will not do much good for this. You need the codeine to numb the tickle. Only a doctor can give you the RX
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