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a common housewife in the fast lane
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Wednesday July 25, 2007
Dear Friends,
I am feeling a bit sad tonight.
Over the past few days I have become aware that there is another round of arguing and hurt feelings on the blogstream.
I am not judging anyone. Lucy and I have had our share of problems and I know it was hard for others to sort out what was right, what was wrong and what the truth was in the mix. It was interesting that the problems that both of us had were lumped together, but they were really kind of different. Both of us deactivated for a time and both of us realized not only how much we missed our friends that we have made here, but how much the blogstream has become part of our lives. I still miss not having Lucy around as much as she used to be. It's not the same without her here.
I haven't been posting very much this summer, just as I didn't last summer. It's hard to for me to find very much time when I have seven children still at home, four with drivers permits and some getting fulltime jobs that they have to be driven to. Of course we still have Gabriel and we are working to sell our main house in favor of living at the lakehouse. It's all exciting............and it's all a LOT of work. Sometimes my body hurts so much that I can hardly move to get up out of my chair. Sometimes my mind is so overwhelmed that I feel like I just need to go to sleep in order to make it stop spinning.
I want you all to know though that I love you all, miss you all and hope and pray that whoever is mad at whoever will all kiss and make up.
It's hard to get along with people all the time, isn't it? Don't we all have our 'moments' in life? Don't we all say and do things that hurt someone we love sometimes?
I know I do. I do alot.
There is so much more I could say.........I don't know how much more would be fruitful though.
I love you all.
I know some of you more than others but there is not a one of you who I have not loved and cared about.
If I don't visit your blog very much, please be assured that it is NOT because I don't care or don't like you. It's truly because I don't have TIME. Anyone who has known me any length of time knows that I spend a great deal more time on the computer in the winter than I do in the summer. As I am a walker, swimmer, bike rider, gardener etc. it will probably always be that way.
The way I go to blogs is this. I generally try to go to the people who come to mine. Sometimes I don't even take the time to check my blog when I come on though because I just want to visit around so much and my time on the computer is so limited. My comments can sometimes be long and involved, in which case it can take my perfectionist nature up to half an hour or more to post just one comment even though I type very fast using the standard typing technique, not the hunt and peck. Other times when I come on the blogstream, I don't check the comments on my own blog and just go to the recently updated list to see who might be around. I tend to gravitate toward blogs where the blog owner is there at that time and there can be a fun interchange. Again, because my time is so limited right now, I am more apt just to fly through, post a few comments and leave. Please, PLEASE, do not take this to mean that I don't care about you or don't want to know what you are doing.
If it is any consolation, people who call me will tell you that I am even worse with the phone. Half the time I don't even have my cell phone with me.....or the battery is dead. We don't have a landline phone at the moment so that won't work either. I know I need to be more diligent about all of that, and I am trying. I actually don't really like the telephone that much because I am very visual and when I can't see you it is hard for me to gauge the conversation.
Anyway, I just wanted to let you all know that I really hope that this is all resolved very soon and I hope that any one who has deactivated, or is planning to, won't. Please.
I don't know why anyone should care about my opinion, especially ones of you who don't know me, but I am begging you. The blogstream has been one of the major highlights of my life. I have LOVED meeting every single one of you so much. You have become my friends. Please don't leave. There is always a hole when someone leaves. I feel it even when it is a person I don't know very well.
Have a wonderful day today and meet a new blogger. Or hug an old one. What would our lives be like without the friends we've made on the blogstream? I know mine wouldn't be nearly as rich. Thanks for all you do for me.
Love,
POH
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Sunday July 15, 2007
I wrote this humungous long post tonight (well, semi-humungous.....compared to what I can do when I am really motivated!) and when I went to post it I lost the WHOLE thing.
I was so frustrated. Mr. Hope asked me to go for ice cream. I did. I got Peppermint Stick, one of my all-time faves. It helped.
Well, the short story is that we are now selling our main house and moving permanently away from my dinky town that I haven't wanted to live in for 31 of the 33 years we've been here. There is no sadness in this move for me. Maybe there would have been before but there isn't now. I am ready. The lake waits for me and when I am there I feel very serene. When I am here I generally feel uptight and tense.
I am teaching myself the in's and out's of "staging" a house for sale. Both houses we have owned, the first when I was 19 and the cabin I sold in March, I sold myself. The first seemed like a fluke that I sold it. I mean, my girlfriend from high school was getting married and she and her fiance bought it. The realtor still got his 6 % but did not have to do anything. When I sold the cabin in less than a month in March I realized the Lord might be trying to tell me something. Like don't hire a realtor because I can do it myself. Again, the realtor did nothing, but he still got his 6%.
What happened with the cabin is that the realtor didn't want to do an Open House and hadn't even gotten the ad in the paper yet, but so many people were checking it out from the road (and we were in an out of the way spot), because they saw the sign from the top of the main road, that I told my husband to get Open House signs from the realtor and I would do it myownself.
The first two weeks after the house was listed were Palm Sunday and Easter......... so I waited. The third week I opened the house up and had 9 different couples come through that afternoon. One couple spent the next week scrambling for financing. They weren't fast enough though because the following week I hosted another Open House (all by myself as Mr. Hope and kids went to church) and a couple came through that didn't need financing. They spent three hours at the cabin looking around and talking to me and put in a purchase offer the next day. We also got the price I had set for the property, which most people said we would NEVER get.
If there is one thing I know it is lakefront property. I've been studying it for over 15 years even though we didn't get a place until five years ago.
Now I'm being told that we will never get the price that I have set for our main house. Well, we'll just see now, won't we? I guess I don't like being told what I can't do while I'm in the middle of doing it.
BTW Scooter, if you decide you want a little vacation up in the Finger Lakes with Leetle POH, you'll help me sell it, right? You're the only realtor I'm trustin' these days *smooch*
I'm not around much these days, but I will be soon enough. I love you all.
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Tuesday July 3, 2007
This is a repost, but I felt that I wanted to put it up again right now. I don't agree with everything Augustine says, but he had a grrrrreat mother. One who prayed and wept big tears for his salvation. Gotta love that kinna Mom.
"Leave him alone for a while", the Bishop said to Monica, "only
pray God for him; he will of himself, by reading, discover what that
error is, and how great it's impiety. Go thy way, and God bless thee,
for it is not possible that the son of these tears should perish"
The Bishop to Monica
"God
drew my soul out of the profound darkness because of my mother who wept
on my behalf more than most mothers weep when their children die. Thou
heardest her, O Lord. Thou heardest her, and despisedest not her tears,
when pouring down, they watered the earth under her eyes in every place
where she prayed; yea, Thou heardest her."
Augustine refering to his mother Monica
"God is not so much concerned with the greatness of one's work as the love with which it is done" Teresa of Avila
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