Actually, I'm doing a very good job, working on the messiest, nastiest bit of the house. Problem is, its my stuff, and there is no place to put it all. Somehow in the grand scheme of things (and me being me, I guess), I've made sure, repeatedly, that there is room for all of Rob's books and stuff, and for Xander's toys and stuff...There is no place for my stuff - books, craft supplies, papers, etc. I used to share a room with Rob that became Xander's when he was born and that was the start of it...What is now Rob's study was a room we rented out to a good friend of ours. Then Xander got his room, Peter had by then moved out and that (large) room became Rob's study. My stuff ended up in the garage and the bedroom, with some in the kitchen. Then we discovered the mold in Xander's ceiling, and his room became storage. His bed and dresser came into our room, and his toys into the living and family rooms...now overrun. Things like display shelves for his Buddha collection have followed, of course. I tried to claim part of the living room for homeschooling last year and the enormous table set aside for that has since been buried under all the things I own that don't have a home. Now I needs must clear off said gigantic table'o'crap and find homes for all the stuff without homes, so we can move the computer there.
In a house full of books, most of mine are in boxes, unless they're for the whole family or work - health and fitness, childcare. I think I'm gonna have to box up more- most of my sci-fi/fantasy, to make room for other stuff. Its frustrating and makes me long for a bigger house, with a room all of my own, just for all my belongings. Or a space in the main house where they'd be welcome.
Anyways, what I'm doing now is de-cluttering, moving crap from one place to another, tearing out my hair in frustration and imagining my dream house. But space is being found, slowly but surely...of course space in other places, the kitchen table, for instance, is now at a premium. I suspect that this will not be done by midnight on Monday. If I can get the computers set up and the living room back into a semblance of of order, that'd be a very good start. And then maybe the front room - the computer area will have to be cleaned so I can set up the computer. Cleaned, not just cleared by shoving everything into new piles, or boxes...But I really need to tackle Xander's toys, with his assistance, as they are taking over and have no order whatsoever right now.
My goal is to have the house clean enough that I can come home after work and find a chair to actually sit in and be able to look around and not feel this intense pressure to get up and start cleaning... Neat enough that a few minutes a day (from all 3 of us) will keep it maintained. Then I want to start looking for a new home, temporary while we tear down and rebuild, but big enough hopefully for us and our stuff.
Anyways, what I was doing while taking this now too long break was looking up Prader Willie Syndrome. Friends (a lovely couple) whom we've fallen out of touch with came to Rob's launch here (for several they were teaching overseas, and then she was doing a Masters in Poetry in England). They brought their adorable 4 month old son with them, and he has PWS. It near broke my heart to feel Y hold my hand and tell me, squeezing me and holding on...They're coming to acceptance, and have been meeting other families with children with PWS, but they have a long road ahead of them. I was pretty sure I knew most of the prognosis and so on, and after checking, found I was right, though I didn't know that many children are able to work with their learning disabilities and are not always cognitively delayed. There is, of course, the eating component, which is what comes to mind first, and the low muscle tone. I didn't know about slow maturity and the fact that many never become fully sexually mature, though some do. Its chromosomal, 70% from the father, and not easily detectable in screenings. He's a beautiful baby, and has arrived into a very good family, with education backgrounds and the ability and willingness to go out and learn all they can and be strong advocates for him. But they still will have a rough road at times. They're in my thoughts a lot right now.
Something to make me smile... My dear friend Billie from camp has got a new phone plan that includes unlimited calls to Canada (she's in Milwaukee). So I had a lovely chat tonight and it was grand to hear her voice. I need to check flights her way more, because I'd love to go and visit and meet her family and hang out in her home daycare, which sounds amazing. It was a perfectly timed call, just as the summer's ending. It reminded me of all the contacts I need to maintain this year, for myself and others!
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