Blindly

What is it about money that tears people apart? I was given an ultimatum today and money is at the root of it. I have a small benefit coming to me that I need to use for some legal issues which were created by this person. It went so far as an if then situation. A contestment of the will could occur which would delay the deed title change which would delay a home equity loan I need to complete all the legal issues and save me from any adverse legal actions. I am trying to see both sides of this story but it is hard to see through the hurt..

Well, i am off work on some projects for some clients..

What's under my bridge?!?!?!

I have been busy cleaning my domain, reorganizing my mom's stuff, and fixing bits and pieces of this wonderful little house of mine thus I have forgotten to take time for myself. However, thanks to a very unexpected phone call I received today I remember how uplifting it is to blog.. When my mom passed I expected to receive some calls from previous colleagues I worked with but did not. I chalked it up to a one-sided conversation and me being the missing piece. I was hurt and disappointed but got over it. I have a new circle of friends, a new job, a new/old family friend who I am very happy he is in my life again and of course a strong knit of faithful friends who have not left me.. Lately, I have been missing those friends and those relationships, wondering if I will ever be able to overcome this feeling of loss.

But life goes on and another bridge is built as another burns.. I guess so.. As I spoke with SV I wondered how and why it has taken her so long to call? Why hasn't anyone else? I was very guarded during my conversation and she was graceful and polite. I was glad she called but upset that she has been the only one so far. I wonder if this will ever become water under the bridge or will I just park a troll under this bridge to guard those emotions?

On another note we are supposed to go spread my parents ashes in Corpus this weekend hopefully; but my sis is having reservations and I believe letting do issues.. I know my parents would want up to spread them as soon so we can move on.. I am wanting to close this chapter so I can begin a new school year with a new beginning and get through this year.. I am praying and hoping next year will be much better. I am so over 08.. Bring on the odd years! Well, I need to bring in my kids..

OHOH! I forgot to mention to myself that as a bartering tool with one of my clients; I now have a personal chef. She needs my services but can't afford the monetary costs. I agreed to work with her and her kids and she agreed to cook for me.. Not bad eeh.. Maybe my diet and body will become more at peace and in tune.. We shall see..

Still breathing...