Krissie: Torn

Mercury Retrograde was in full force yesterday. I settled down to write, did about 500 words and then Word went kablooey on me. Cursers were stuck where they shouldn’t be, I tried to find a view where I could see code to get rid of it, then I couldn’t get the mss. back to where I wanted it to be, so I cut the last chapter, saved it in another file, and then closed the original file without saving it, so I could get back to where it had been before. I knew I’d saved the file that morning, but I deleted and saved an extra large amount just to be on the safe side. I closed w/o saving, re-opened the file and 4 pages were missing. Couldn’t find them anywhere, not in a back-up file, etc. For some reason there were three versions of the file with the same name, which isn’t supposed to be possible, and none of them had the missing words.
When that happens, you give up for the day or you’re likely to smash your computer. So then Jenny and I had a nice cozy talk, we went to her house and found lamps, etc., and then went shopping (retail therapy and necessity). Jenny bought new towels and a couple of nightgowns (Marshall’s), we ate steak at Applebees (I left most of my mashed potatoes) and then we went to Walmart to buy the necessities (lightbulbs mostly). And Lani read Re-fab yesterday and immediately said “Nooooo! No new tv!” and she immediately got the tv in the mail and it’ll arrive on Friday, so we’re making this house livable.
Unfortunately I’m feeling the need to get home. No, they’re not demanding I go home. In fact, they’re doing very well, though they miss me. It’s just that you feel things start to pile up, and all this moving and sorting has inspired me to go through my house, and Christmas is coming, etc.
The problem is, I could stay a few days, Richie could drive down later and we could go to my cousin’s for Thanksgiving.
Here are the cons:
the hideous traffic
another week away from home
another four days away from Richie
I really really want to get home (did I mention that?)
It’s a little late to tell them there’ll be three more for Thanksgiving
This is the best possible time for us to go to my cousin’s, since Jenny’s rental is big enough to hold us
It would be good to have a change-up since this will be the first Thanksgiving my mother won’t be here
More cons:
My cousins were very close to my mother (they’re her niece and nephew) and she always used to have T’day with them, and they’ll wax nostalgic
Jenny can squeeze us into her new place for a few days when I feel more ready to face things, so this isn’t my only chance

None of us can decide. At this point we’ve swayed toward Richie and my son coming on Friday and driving back on Sunday. Richie and my son will go wandering, since he grew up a little south of here. I think that’s what I need to do. But I’ll come back in December, depending on when Jenny takes a trip back to Ohio and how long she stays. Otherwise it’ll be January. Or maybe both. I think it’ll be an easy trip, and I’ll leave enough clothes here that I can travel light.

Deep breath. Yes, that’s the plan. I hate uncertainty, I hate being torn and not knowing what to do. Both options have their drawbacks, but I think the strongest urge is the need to get back home for a while.

Oh, as for the computer mess-up. I turned off the computer, and when I came home the missing pages had returned, it was still acting up but Jenny fixed it, we have lights in the living room so we watched HGTV while Jenny finally got to crochet again and I did some hand quilting since Jenny doesn’t have a free-motion foot (fortunately I have a couple so I’ll bring one down for later). We got to ogle the Property Brothers and decry everyone’s taste and enjoy ourselves tremendously. And I ate a salad for dinner.

So things are settling in, we’re eating better, the light is better, the work is going ahead (I went and wrote in the late afternoon). Despite the annoyances of Mercury Retrograde (again, we don’t follow it like a religion, Kieran, it’s just that a lot of things screw up and break during Merc retrograde) we’re moving ahead.
Looking out of Jenny’s back porch yesterday (where she DOES get cell service after all), the view was incredibly beautiful and soothing (she overlooks a lake). It’s really going to be quite wonderful for her. And if the Property Brothers can rehab a large house in 4 weeks then Joel can manage a simple bedroom, bathroom, living room and kitchen. Things have already been stripped to the studs and most of the insulation in. Now they just need to get the fuck to work.

Speaking of which, this was the funniest thing I’ve seen in so long that I practically collapsed on the floor of Marshall’s in joyous glee. I think I should make up Christmas cards. Enjoy! (I’m going to put it on Pinterest too). Naughty Krissie.

18 thoughts on “Krissie: Torn

  1. Oh, that picture!

    I’ve been having Merc-retro issues too. Glad the missing pages reappeared. Also glad that the temp home is shaping up and the permanent home still looks like it will someday be grand.

    I’m doing Thanksgiving by myself. Feel free to come join me 🙂

  2. Kieran says:

    Haha!! I love that picture.

    I think you should follow the biggest tug, like you said, which is going back home. And I think I’m going to cross-stitch “Get the Fuck to Work” on a nice pillow and prop it on the new recliner couch. I’m obsessed with The Voice and The X-Factor (the latter of which is truly awful), and I’m madly speeding through them to catch up, all while two kitties are working hard at their daily job, which is kneading an afghan on my legs (cat jobs are so easy).

    Krissie, speaking of religion, dammit, our Episcopal Diocese of SC has just pulled out of the national Episcopal church–except for my parish and a few others (because we are okay with the gay bishop of Vermont and the blessing of same sex unions, and we don’t believe we can say who’s going to hell and who’s not). Today in the paper, the rebel diocese took out a full-page ad to lay claim to the Episcopal seal and properties in SC (which are vast and historic and worth gazillions of dollars) and said that THEY are the real church, not us. It’s totally crazy and stupid and un-Christian and sad. So right now I kinda hate organized religion and might start checking Mercury out, too. Not really, but it’s tempting. :>)

  3. That is some serious computer craziness. Wow. Happy to hear the pages returned from their little trip to heaven knows where. Perhaps they needed a vacation too.

    Sounds like a lovely day and progress is being made. That picture is hysterical. Every tree should have a “set”. 🙂

  4. Going home does sound like what you want to do the most, so that’s probably what you need most to do. Now that Jenny is closer, you’ll see her more often anyway.

    Love the ornament “package”. They should all be set up like that! 🙂

    Glad your missing words showed up. MS Word is evil, it’s true. I wish there were a good alternative out there, but anyone I work with or for is using it. And it handles large documents. Oh well.

  5. Rose says:

    If you do go home, do you have to pull off a Thanksgiving dinner for the family, with all the trimmings? Cause avoiding that is a check in the “pro” column, IMO. Though your list seems heavy on cons, and you already know what you want to do.

    Whatever you decide, hooray that you are close enough to Crusie to come down again whenever you want.

    • Richie kind of wants to take a page from A Christmas Story and go out to the Thai restaurant on Thanksgiving. I guess it depends on whether Alex and Erin can come. Problem is I can’t make a turkey any other day but Christmas because the one day I did my nephew died, and I forever think of non-holiday turkey as connected with Stuart’s death.

  6. Whenever I have a problem with my PC I call out help! Because I have no idea and often it’s as simple as I’ve pressed the wrong couple of keys and done something fancy that I didn’t even know existed.

    Christmas Yay! My favourite time of year when I can go all out and bling everything. 🙂

  7. Okay and the picture made me think…

    On the first day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
    a large blue phallic symbol.
    On the second day of Christmas, my true love gave to me
    two large blue balls and a large blue phallic symbol.

    Yep, totally twisted and I do love the gliterey doo-dads, but hoo ha means something different for me. A hoo ha is a chi-chi or lady parts which actually works for the picture, too, come to think of it! So, here’s to glittery doo-dads. Every vajayjay needs ’em.

  8. Micki says:

    (-: Somebody had a lot of fun decorating this season.

    Glad to hear things are going better . . . the light was a big thing. It’s dark at 4:30 p.m. and we still have a month to go until Solstice.

    As for stay/go . . . when the pros and cons seem evenly balanced, it’s really not a bad thing to flip a coin and go with that. If you have a very bad reaction to the coin toss, you’ll know to go the opposite way (-:.

    I think either way, you’ll have some good times and some regrets.

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