Start with the biggest being I am no longer in communication with my ex-wife as of November 9th. This was not a rashly made choice as it has been building for a while now, and my therapist has been telling me I should lest I never heal fully. This complicates transfers of Buttercup, and potentially limits new pictures and news of Buttercup’s life–honestly the only reason I actually kept communication open.
She did finally admit to the lie that in the end caused the destruction of our marriage–never mind the massive tome of lies throughout our marriage. Like anyone with her mental condition she will never take accountability for the lies, the abuse, or anything she has caused. The last conversation included yelling at me regarding things I thought resolved 20 & 30 years ago, and once again digging at my being trans–a fact she knew from when we were dating and said she had no problem with…obviously a lie looking back. I’ve been writing a list of her lies and abuse along with Jobe’s and my mom’s for my therapist, and to say it has been eye opening would be to put it mildly especially how much overlaps/repeats.
So far the fall out has been exactly predictable on her end. For me it was not predictable, I come home to the same house at the same time, and it used to be really hard walking into the dark, quiet, and empty house, but now it is nowhere near as foreboding. I’m not spending so much time doom scrolling that suddenly I’m hungry and it's past bedtime. My dishes are catching up. I’m getting more cleaning done. I’m still alone, but suddenly not near as lonely. My anxiety and nightmares are pretty much gone. I’m cooking real food again. So overall a lot better off than I was.
Sometime next year I will fill in the slab so the floor will be as high as the foundation.
The concrete mixer had the issue that the barrel gasket slipped out of place on day one of using it.
This slip caused the mixer to become a concrete slinger as it was running. A tear-down glue and reassembly fixed the issue.
At this point the walls get assembled and raised into place on top of the now 6 inches/15 cm above grade foundation. Now if you wonder how that will happen on my own given two walls are 29 feet/8.8 meters and approximately 500 Lbs/227Kg that is where owning Devastator aka my tractor comes in. (Side note the leasing manager at work named it and Devastator is a very fitting name as it can do in minutes what takes me days) I had an offer from Temu for a set of pallet forks that quick attach for $145 these will allow me to raise and set walls all by onsie. The big thing I noticed is that I can swap bucket to forks in about five minutes!
They are already proving to be quite handy too.
Been 30+ years since I have driven a forklift or forked tractor but I managed to set that stack on the first try.
I also used them to move a dried out brush pile from too close to the tracks to the burn spot.
The video refuses to attach so the one minute 32 second video is here
Spent a little time Sunday and practiced my Shakespeare:
Double bubble toil and trouble
Gas fire burn and stainless cauldron bubble
To a quart of hydric acid add two quarts of cranberries, a dash of cloves, and three dashes cinnamon
Boil and stir, stir and bubble until skins crack as they bubble
To the Foley food mill dost thou ladle berries whole and berries brew magenta
Twist and turn
Macerate and smash, every berry to the last
Two cups of Stevia dust do acquire and slowly add faucet juice to keep two cups
Beaten with a fork and drizzled slow into the cauldron dost it go
Fire low, cauldron simmer
Sure-jell dissolve, and in the brew be beaten
Molded and jarred, allowed to cool in the kitchen yard, then into the cold pantry it will sit until at last it has set
From my home to yours may your feasts be fit for kings, and your digestion be unhindered.
Happy Thanksgiving to all
Maura
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