A Short Intermission, Then Back to Reality


A Short Intermission, Then Back to Reality

I got a short holiday last weekend, one I wasn't expecting. Our sister square dance club in Albuquerque hosted a "fly-in" dance, a whole weekend of square dancing. Someone who had signed up and paid their registration fees had something come up at the last minute and couldn't come. She donated her registration so someone else could go. I was approached at dance a week ago and talked into coming.

The weekend was amazing! We danced Friday night, all day Saturday, and Sunday morning. We had a party Sunday evening. I was able to see my nephews who live in Albuquerque. My husband had made me promise not to overdo it and, well, I did okay considering how much dancing we did. My fellow dancers watched over me, especially when my dystonia kicked in and I had trouble making it to the car after the party.  No, I wasn't drunk. I carry my certified "I am not drunk" card in my wallet. (No, it's not for sale.)

Coming home, I was back to reality. It was almost humorous how many things happened all at once. When I'm a little more rested, I'll start laughing!

My dad called to say he'd gotten a letter from his bank telling him he was overdrawn -- by a lot. Several thousand dollars. He thought he had $40,000 in there (from selling their house), but he hadn't been subtracting the rent for their assisted living apartment. My brother checks their accounts regularly, so I emailed him. Thankfully, it was just a simple mistake of my brother not being able to access the acct and transfer the needed money from their other acct. Also, Dad needed to go to the grocery store, Mom needs an eye appointment and wants to go to Kohl's and don't I remember she needs to get some new shoes? My son called and asked if we could pick up the kids from school two days and watch them during the first grade parent meeting another day.big-brother-bennie puppy

Today I took Dad and Mom to the store, always a challenging trip, just trying to keep track of them. By the time they checked out, Dad had bought about a dozen bags of chocolates, three packages of Oreos, ice cream bars, 3 cases of 7-Up, and a $10 magazine for Mom to add to her many piles of magazines in the apartment. He'd also put in several packages of Reese's peanut butter cups because Mom wanted something nourishing. Mom, as soon as we started to check out, wandered off to look at the plants and flowers. I didn't think she could get far. The wheelchair isn't one you can push yourself, but she managed to scoot along with her feet.

After paying for the groceries. I turned and Mom was gone. When I spotted her, she was holding a large, make that a LARGE, potted plant. The clerk made herself useful and went to help her bring it over to pay for it. I made myself annoying by reminding Mom she had NO ROOM for another large potted plant. I mean, really no room. But it was bought and paid for before I finished my rant and we went back to the apartment. I hurriedly put things away that had to be put away and left the rest for them to deal with. I had to race to pick up my grandsons from school. It's still the beginning of the year and the kids are tired. One is starting kindergarten and the other, first grade. This is a big step and big adjustment for both of them. They are tired and crabby at the end of the day. I stopped the car twice when they started flinging hats and jackets at each other and wailing. I love them dearly, but was glad when we were back at their house.

Then, when I got home myself, I found an email from our rescue group.

Here we go again! I went down to the municipal shelter and picked up a newborn chihuahua. I'm Mama Chihuahua again. Just one this time and I hope she makes it. Bennie is curious. I think he'll make a good big foster brother.

Could there possibly be anything else?

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I also make myself very annoying.\r\n\r\nAs I was reading this, I couldn't help but think of your own health, which seems to get sideswiped in all that happens with your parents. I just wanted to let you know that I appreciate you have your own needs and I applaud you for making sure you meet them. \r\n\r\nHoping reality is a little less realistic this week. :)


\"I made myself annoying\" -- :-) i do that all the time too! I guess some one has to keep things in line.....\r\n\r\nSo glad you had a fun dancing weekend. Sounded wonderful.


Awww....how sweet