coronavirus, family, family drama, money, work

my family deals with ‘rona

Friday April 3, 2020

On January 19, 2020, a 35-year-old man presented to an urgent care clinic in Snohomish County, Washington, with a 4-day history of cough and subjective fever. On January 20th he tested positive for Covid19. He thus became the first confirmed case of the virus in Washington State. Since then things have gone crazy and life in these United States has been flipped upside down.

Like so many other states, Washington State is under a stay-at-home order from the governor. Yesterday the governor extended the stay-at-home order until May 4th. Hundreds of businesses have closed in order to slow the spread of the virus. Thousands of households have been thrown into unpredictability as a result of the virus and the steps being taken to slow it down.  And that includes my household.

Financially we are doing OK. My nephew and I are still employed full-time. We are still able to pay the bills, meet the rent and buy groceries. Physically we are doing OK. We are all physically healthy. Still home life is stressful. We are bearing up emotionally but it’s not easy. Thankfully we do love one another and as the Scriptures say, “love covers a multitude of sins.” We are working at being gentle with each other. We acknowledge to each other that these are difficult time and we need to continue to pull together.

We are making plans to help each other deal with the stress of being stuck at home. We are doing our best to care for a 9 year old who is out of school. Crafting an educational plan for him that makes sense is difficult. And to be honest I’m not sure the educational system in our school district is up to the challenge. I expect we will have to do a lot on our own.

What will the school district do? How will we weather this storm of stay-at-home? We shall see.

stayathome.jpg

 

coronavirus, family drama, food, weight loss

The News From Lake Weightbegone

Saturday March 21, 2020

Well, it’s been a quite week in Lake Weightbegone, my new hometown out here on the edge of good health.

Actually it’s been a quiet month in Lake Weightbegone since that’s how long it’s been since I last wrote. And it has hardly been quiet. I (and everybody else in the country) now live in the Coronavirus age–and may that age be short lived. I live in King County, which was the first landing place of the virus in the US. Here in Washington State. We have 1524 cases, making us the state with the second most cases while having the most deaths (as of March 202, 2020).

Like everyone else I’ve felt the impact of this crisis in many ways. One of those ways has been in my eating. My eating has been almost out of control over the last couple of weeks. My family is stressed. I am stressed. I have taken to food as my drug of choice. I’m feeling it in my body. It is bound to show up on the scale. 

However that brings me to another impact. WW (like so many businesses) is closed to the public. Studios have been clothes and in person workshops have been cancelled. I’ve not been to a meeting since health officials first began to advise us to limit social contact. Thus one of my most important supports has been missing while I’ve struggled with eating and stress.

Today I will weight in on the scale in my home for the first time since February 29th. I am prepared for horrendous results.

And that the news from Lake Weightbegone

…where all the women are strong because they workout

…all the men are good looking because they watch their portion sizes

…and all the children are above average when it comes to their activity points.

Inspired by:

38f44528-dcc4-4b53-9bdb-8a9f53f8abac-10162-00000e611f2ac540-1

church, family drama, Lent, moving

Lenten letdown

Thursday February 27, 2020

It’s just the day after Ash Wednesday and already my Lenten plans are in trouble.

First off I didn’t get to go to an Ash Wednesday service. The reason is private and I won’t go into it here. But I was not happy to miss that service. Without that solemn start my Lent feels like it’s off to a bad start.

Secondly. I have found out that my schedule simply won’t accommodate an walk of any kind outdoors at the end of my day. I get home too late for a walk. It is just too dark for me to feel good about being out and feeling safe. This was a disappointment.

Now for the third thing that feels like a total back-breaker. A huge undertaking has just been forced onto my life right here at the start of Lent and it will run through most of season. It comes with long todo lists, tons of planning, hours of work and lots of money that must be budgeted and spent.

What is this huge undertaking? Moving!

Yes, we have to move. I knew we were moving. We had planned to move in late June. However due to unforeseen events and their impact on my family we are now looking to move in mid-April. So instead of four months to get ready, we have six weeks to make a move. It has already had a big impact on our family life. The amount of work that must be done in such a short period of time is daunting. However I will do what I always do in such circumstances: Keep Calm and Carry On. I’ll make the best of it because that is what I do.

These three hits have hurt. With so much coming at me I may sadly have to abandon my Lenten plans for this year. And that feels like total defeat.

1529727067625199.png

family drama

Hurricane Ann

Saturday August 31, 2019

Last Saturday Hurricane Ann came ashore. She landed in our lives as a Category 5 storm.

–She ruins our living space.

She has been in our apartment 5 days out of 8. She and her youngest child are mess makers. And she doesn’t clean up after herself and her son.

She smells of marijuana. My sister, my niece and I are allergic to the stuff. My sister has to go around constantly spraying air freshener before and after she comes.

–She ruins our schedules

She has nothing to do and has no friends. So she hangs around our place with no regard for what we have planned. Because I don’t like her I leave my apartment rather than to stay and listen to her aggravating chatter.

–She strains our resources.

She has no way of getting around. So my sister has become her taxi service while I am the one who pays for the gas.

She half feeds her kids and that means they come to our place and eat our food.

She uses our internet, watches our cable TV, and uses our washing machine and dryer (with detergent) all with no input, as if none of this costs anything.

–She hurts our family.

We are in a state of constant chaos due to her poor parenting. She pours stress on my sister and my niece and they fight now because of her. Home has become an unpleasant place because of her.

The storm that is Ann seems to have no end in sight.

But then–a miracle!

Hurricane Ann changed direction. She will be blowing out to sea.

There is some kind of conflict going on between her and the father of her youngest child, who she brought with her here. He is demanding his son back. He has bought a plane ticket and Ann and her youngest child will be going back east on Wednesday.

We will have to pick up the pieces, clean our home and rebuild our lives. Is she gone for good? Only time will tell. But for now its seems there is a ray of hope and sunshine.

exercise, family drama, food, weight loss

The news from Lake Weightbegone

Saturday August 31, 2019

It’s been a quite week in Lake Weightbegone, my new home town out here on the edge of good health.

The storm clouds ballooned. The winds rushed in. The thunder boomed. The lightening flashed. The rains fell. Hurricane Ann came on shore and hit our lives with terrifying effect. She brought chaos and destruction in her wake. She blew in over the weekend and disrupted everything all week long.

As a result many of my good habits when right off the rails. My emotions went crazy. My family life became turbulent. My sleeping schedule went totally out the window. As a result my eating spun out of control.

I eat way too much. I went on a junk food binge that ruined me. Fruits and veggies vanished from my menu over the week. I also drank wine–and too much of it.

Even my walking routine was effected by Hurricane Ann. I failed to meet my goal of walking at least four times a week. I only did walks on three mornings.

All of this showed up on the scale. And, wow, was it terrible.

Current weight=207.5 lbs

Up 1.5 lbs for the week

Total weight loss since 7/10=8.5 lbs

Big changes are coming next week. How will that effect my weight? We’ll see.

And that the news from Lake Weightbegone

…where all the women are strong because they workout

…all the men are good looking because they watch their portion sizes

…and all the children are above average when it comes to their activity points.

Inspired by:

family drama

Things are bad — and may get worse

Sunday August 25, 2019

Recently two unthinkable things have happened.

1) Fred announced that he was getting back together with Ann. these two have been separated for years. Just last month they were at each other’s throats in arguments over the phone that included more curse words than a boatload of sailor getting drunk at a bar. Fred has stated on many times that he could never live with Ann. Suddenly last week he reversed course and announced that they were getting back together.

2) Ann has come to Seattle to live. She brought with her her number two son (NTS) who is an ill-mannered 2 year old. We never though this would happen. Ann’s number one son (NOS) has been living with us. The “us” is my sister, my niece and myself.

Ann is a piece of work. She is the most brazen liar I’ve ever met. So is amazingly self-centered. She is a master manipulator and system exploiter. She is a horrible judge of men. She is wholly unreliable and untrustworthy. I don’t like her and I don’t want to be around her.

However I have little choice. Right now Fred, Ann, NOS and NTS are in a motel. They were be there until they find a home. Until then Ann NOS and NTS are at our place every day for hours on end. My solution is to avoid them by going to the library and/or hiding out in the room I share with my niece. The situation is horrible but I fear it will get worse. And there are many ways in which it can get worse.