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Katherine - 2011-11-02 18:19:25
I don't need you but I love you. Okay, maybe I need you a little, but only to do whatever you were going to do anyway. XOXOXO
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Jim - 2011-11-02 20:03:15
No power... oh, yeah, Hurricane Irene was huge frackin' hemorrhoid in our lives back in late August so I can but imagine what having no power for days of wintery weather must have been like. You are more than entitled to seek the fetal position under your desk.
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Pam L - 2011-11-02 20:24:20
When I was a kid in Upstate NY our power went out all the time in the winter with ice storms. One lasted a week and we were one of the few families who stayed in the neighborhood. Others, who had electric heat, went to stay with relatives. We ran our gas stove and Dad lit the furnace off and on,even though there was no power for the blower. We all survived, but alas, the parakeet did not. Back then we thought it was fun though, using the Coleman lanterns in the house at night and we always had the emergency candles to light. Not much to miss, 3 TV channels, no such thing as internet. Fun for kids, maybe not so much for parents.
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John in Tucson - 2011-11-02 22:47:01
God bless ya woman ! You are only human and certainly have been dealt more than your fair share of shit over the years, so if you need to shut down and let the world deal with the shitstorm in the meantime than so be it. Relax and recharge at your own pace. The menfolk can make their own way around the kitchen for a spell and deal with the crap that surfaces throughout the day as well. They are big boys now !
Be well. Be healthy. Be whatever you want or need right now. Totally earned timeoff with no explanation needed.
- John in Tucson
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Melissa - 2011-11-02 22:59:15
Love to you. And I know that feeling, was there for quite a while a few years back. May the storms pass.
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dichroic - 2011-11-03 07:28:25
I don't know what to say, but fortunately one of my favorite singers does: ""One of the things that provoked this song was a letter last
November from a friend who had had a very difficult year and was
looking for the courage to keep on plowing into it. Those times,
you lift your eyes unto the hills, as they say, but the hills of
Northern New England in November can be about as much comfort as
a cold crowbar. You have to look ahead a bit, then, and realize
that all the hills and trees and flowers will still be there come
Spring, usually more permanent than your troubles. And if your
courage occasionally fails, that's okay, too: nobody expects you
to be as strong (or as old) as the land." - Gordon Bok
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Wendy - 2011-11-03 10:31:35
Hey Melissa, please start writing your blog again, I miss those wolves!
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artgnome - 2011-11-03 11:44:59
I so hear you! October has been a rough month, but we got through it. The roller coaster is a bitch, and as we get older, harder to tolerate. But they need us, so we will get up again, try again, and be there for them. I know you will, because you are hard wired, like me. I keep hoping that there will be a payday for us, and we can truly enjoy what we've invested so much of ourselves in. xo
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Stephanie - 2011-11-03 15:55:48
I second what John and Melissa said.
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michele - 2011-11-03 19:07:35
I don't enjoy watching you bounce back up. Don't get me wrong, I'm happy you do, but bouncing back up only means you were knocked down again. {{hugs}}
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terri t - 2011-11-03 23:36:01
Seems like you just can't get a break lately. I sure hope this round of ick is soon over for you.
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poundheadhere - 2011-11-05 16:39:50
*Hugs* I'm glad you bounce back well; that doesn't make it okay for life to keep smacking you around, though! I hope this is the last if the massive grief and that you have a whole lot of smooth sailing in the foreseeable future.
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