There's still a lot of family stress going on, even with my parents moving out of my sister's house, after losing theirs and almost everything they own a few years ago, when the tree fell on the house after the hurricane triggered storms from Texas blew through Ohio. It was bad and somehow got worse.
I really don't want to go over the details again, as it is really upsetting and I'm trying to not stay mad/upset with my sister and BIL. Short version, I was accused of something I didn't do by my BIL (after he read an email intended for my sister, that I think he read before she did - if she even read it), despite helping them finally convince Mom and Dad to move out - which really was for the best. Then I found out awhile back, from a mutual friend, that my sister wasn't talking to me - we don't talk every day, so I hadn't noticed. Right before Mom and Dad moved out, we had the family reunion - my sister and her family didn't go. She also told me it was a good idea to not stop by the house because Sam was still mad at me (this was before I knew she wasn't talking to me). Well, I had to get something from Mom, so I had to stop by, we just didn't go in for more than using the bathroom before heading home - Sam wasn't there. I think she called him to let him know we'd be stopping, because Mom said he showed up shortly after we left.
I tried to make peace, but things just got worse. Especially with the holidays coming up, I want my family back. I HATE this.
I think I'm still having some hormonal issues from the surgery last year (a year ago the 11th) for the preventative hysterectomy/ovary removal for the BRCA mutation, so I may have to have my prescription changed. I've been having trouble with getting angry really easily and snapping at the kids, and even Frank a few times. It's not a constant thing, but it seems to be more frequent. I'm also having a hard time focusing more, too. I was supposed to have a check up Tuesday, but we had all had a stomach bug, and I didn't want to expose everyone at the doctor's office, even though I was mostly feeling better. I don't know if they need to adjust things, or what, but the earliest that they could get me in is December 1st. I just hate feeling like this.
The fact that my sister is going through the same surgical menopause (without being able to take hormones), just makes it even more emotional.
Josh is still having melt downs. I have no idea how to help him control his, when I'm having trouble controlling my own. I'm still not sure it's not a sugar high/low issue. I plan to insist on a sugar test at his next check up, just to put my mind at ease.
And add in that Frank's heading into his winter blahs. He hates Ohio, always has since moving up in '99 when we got married. At the time, it made more sense for him to move here as I had an apartment and a job. We've always talked about moving back south, eventually. First it was KY, halfway between our families, then to Memphis and build a house, and now he's talking Texas - after he gets his degree. He's SO tired, between work and his classes. He's had to start taking on campus classes, and so far they've all been at one way on the other side of town. He goes there right from work (about halfway between home and campus).He's not getting nearly enough sleep. He may even have to drop one of his classes, calculus, because he's just not getting it from the online version. He thinks he'll have to take it on campus, which means he'll be gone four nights a week. He has to decide next week if he's going to drop it or keep going. He also has to see if dropping it will hurt his financial aid, since he's only taking two classes at a time each semester.
He came home from a test tonight looking like someone kicked his dog. He's depressed, tired, cranky, hates Ohio, hates his job, hates this house, etc. He's usually the one who cheers me up when I'm down - so both of us down at the same time is NOT good.
Oh - and we're STILL having issues with the contractor we hired back in FEBRUARY to waterproof the basement. He still hasn't replaced the tile that his guys broke with a jackhammer, instead of cutting it with a saw. We got him some of the money we owed him, then he still needed more to order the tile - we'd already given him MORE than enough (that we borrowed from a line of credit from the bank, 0% for 12 months, we can pay back with tax refund money) just to get it DONE and get our basement finished. So I gave him some more, out of our regular account, but that meant a bill is now late. Tried calling him - after we got over the stomach flu - he's turned his phone off from receiving any calls, even voice mail. So we googled to try to find another number for him, found he's been reported to the BBB back in the summer and failed to respond to the claims. We're seriously considering reporting him as well, but giving him a few more days to respond to a phone call, in case he did have his surgery. I think he was having surgery, but didn't know when, so that may be why his phone is off. It's just been a nightmare and I want my basement back to being able to be used again.
Sorry this was so long, but I feel like I'm on the edge