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Sep 10 2012

Time for w(h)ine

It is never good to start a Monday by jolting wide awake from a nightmare. One in which you are privy to a nuclear bomb, complete with hearing the blast, seeing the flash, and wondering if the backpack you’re toting and the fingers in the ears are going to fuse there. Really must thank the book Pure for that last little bit; most disturbing book I read all summer. So, needless to say, it was a most wearying start to a long day.

Too many bits of the candle are being burnt at too many ends, and I’m just a puddle of wick-less goo flickering dimly. Hence the complete lack of posts for nearly two weeks. I can’t even say it’s any one thing, just the added weight of so many things over the last three years. Compound interest, if you will. Last year at this time I thought for sure I’d have my shit together by this date, for surely it couldn’t all continue at that pace and intensity.

Ha.

Last year I joined the site 10Q. To blatantly copy from their site:

10Q was inspired by the traditional ten days of reflection that occur between the Jewish holidays of Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur, a period of time that’s long been considered an opportunity to look at where you’re at, where you’ve come from, and where you’re heading. Whether you’re Jewish or not, though, 10Q is a great way for anyone to look back at the year that’s past, look ahead at the year to come, and take stock. That’s a beautiful thing in any language.

I answered deep, thought-provoking questions for ten days. Things on what you wanted to improve, where you thought your life was going, how you felt about your life. It was what I needed last year…and not so much what I needed to see now. See, 10Q sends your questions and answers back to you the next year before Rosh Hashanah and mine popped up in ye olde inbox today. To a one, every answer could have been written this morning. That was sickening to acknowledge, and I’d like to apologize to 2011 Jen for totally janking up the last 12 months. Hell, the last 36 months. No wonder I feel the way I do. I’m not living, I’m surviving. That sucks and I don’t know how to change it.

I’m not much of a horoscope believer…but I also think there’s an awful lot about the universe we don’t know or understand (and here my biostatistician dad just bounced his head off the keyboard). So I read the occasional horoscope, and take it with a hefty grain of salt. At the beginning of 2012 I checked out my reading for the year, and learned that Saturn! has been stuck in Libra! since October of 2009, has been hell-bent on teaching some hard lessons (what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger), and will finally get the hell out on October 3rd. My grain of salt dove into the margarita at that point. Tom and I are both Libra (yeah, I’m married to myself…), and all hell began to unwrap itself in October of 2009, so…yeah. October 3rd is just a few delicious days away, and I may celebrate by running up and down the streets naked playing a kazoo with a marmoset on my head. The past three years…have been…bad. There are various levels of bad, and at this point we’re maybe a notch or two above holy shit that is heartstoppingly bad. So if October 3rd is The Most Holy Day when things might actually start to turn around and MAYBE OUR LUCK WILL BE OF THE GOOD VARIETY FOR A FREAKING CHANGE, then I will look forward to that day and celebrate it with all kinds of confetti and glitter and vuvuzuelas. TRUST me, dear Saturn-stuck-in-Libra, I’ve learned some lessons and I’m hells stronger for them, so just take your PITA bad luck self and get the hell out. And whatever planet is in charge of good luck and smooth sailing and financial improvement, YOU come hang out for a few years. I really can’t take much more bad luck. No, seriously. Not just mentally and emotionally, we just can’t afford any more bad luck.

Where was I going with all this? Beats me. I’m tired. Emotionally wrung out, mentally dragged under the bus, so sick of much of my life, desperate to change it and have no idea how. I’m sure that will now result in another flurry of calls and emails to my husband to make sure I’m ok; no need to bother him. He’s as wiped as I am, which makes it Double The Fun at the House of Chaos these days. BUT! We still have delightful children in this home to keep us on our toes. A conversation from this evening:

A: MOM! At my drug presentation tonight at Scouts I learned that red wine kills your precious brain cells. So, you know, stop drinking red wine.
Me: Sweet child, I guaranTEE that raising you two has killed more of my precious brain cells than any wine I’ve supped, and you don’t see me giving you guys up. (And put THAT in your pipe and smoke it, you little smart ass!)

Never a dull moment.

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  1. Elizabeth

    First {{hugs}}

    Second, it can’t all be bad. You’ve got a ton of new friends. You wrote a book AND got it published. Maybe the majority of your readers won’t understand the caveat, but you see I’m sitting on eight *fricking* books and I’ve so far managed to get a grand total of zero published. AND your kids are well-educated, thriving, and most importantly still alive. As another mother with at least one highly gifted kid, I know what an accomplishment that is. Hat’s off to you.

    Third, I can’t speak to the horoscope stuff, but I sure hope you’re right. I’m a gemini, but married to a libra. I know, I know, horoscopes say we’re an unlikely pairing. I believe the book I skimmed regarding geminis and libras said, “Why?” But I also know we’ve had three years of pretty hard times too. In three years we’ve been forced to homeschool even when we weren’t financially in a position, had an unexpected baby, discovered a food allergies galore, had a bad car accident, taken a major pay cut followed by another major pay cut, moved to a bigger house while being unable to unload the smaller house, survived a cancer scare, and burned through all of our meager savings. Granted, it wasn’t all bad and I don’t regret Ducky one bit, but it’s been a hard three years. I’m ready for some sunshine and roses too.

    When I read about your kids, I think to myself “Wow! it sounds like they’re really doing well. Why can’t I get it that together?” Either you keep things really focused on the positive, or it isn’t quite as bad as you think, but that doesn’t mean you don’t have the right to w(h)ine a little. You are among friends here.

    1. Jen

      We take another pay cut and I’m walking into traffic. 🙁 And an unexpected baby, though a blessing, would inevitably be a third boy and ohmygodno.
      And for the love, don’t compare yourself to me. LOL! I am faaaaar from together, you have no idea.

  2. Robin from Israel

    October 3rd, huh? I’m not much of a believer either, but it’s time. The universe owes you that much.

    xox

    1. Jen

      I’m holding onto that date like a drowning woman. Really.

  3. Jen C

    Ya know, if it was a *real* celebration, you’d be playing the recorder instead of a kazoo. Either way, please post video of said celebration. 🙂

    1. Jen

      No, if it was a REAL celebration, I’d be borrowing a banjolele. 😉

  4. My Kids Mom

    Who in scouting has it in for red wine? And what, white wine is ok? Beer? They weren’t teaching the benefits of red wine were they? Biased against it completely. I hate when things are so oversimplified and our kids come away thinking we’re using drugs.

    Oh, and good luck with all that Libra, Saturn, where-the-planets-go stuff. I’m not a believer either, but I must say I’m a bit shaken up still to find that I’ve never been the Capricorn I believed myself to be. In the updated astrological calendar of 13 signs, I “suddenly” became an Aquarius. It can’t be!

    1. Jen

      I’m sure it was one of those comparison pictures that showed beer vs spirits vs wine, and he glommed onto the wine because that’s what I drink. LOL
      Thirteen signs? Oy. I don’t think mine has changed, but with a birthday on the 23rd, I’ve always been a cusp baby with Virgo so I’ve seen my sign change a lot.

      1. Elizabeth

        I’d not heard of the 13 signs things until now. You are officially Virgo by that. So is my hubby and oldest son. I’m now a taurus. Not very chuffed about that notion either. I’ve always liked having a great excuse for evil twin moments. Here’s the list:

        Capricorn: Jan. 20 – Feb. 16
        Aquarius: Feb. 16 – March 11
        Pisces: March 11- April 18
        Aries: April 18 – May 13
        Taurus: May 13 – June 21
        Gemini: June 21 – July 20
        Cancer: July 20 – Aug. 10
        Leo: Aug. 10 – Sept. 16
        Virgo: Sept. 16 – Oct. 30
        Libra: Oct. 30 – Nov. 23
        Scorpio: Nov. 23 – Nov. 29
        Ophiuchus: Nov. 29 – Dec. 17
        Sagittarius: Dec. 17 – Jan. 20

        It changes nearly everyone I know. My mom is now a Libra rather than Scorpio. My two older brothers are also Taurus rather than Gemini. My oldest sister is Gemini rather than Cancer. The next sister and Ducky are Aquarius rather than Pisces, my youngest brother is now Sagittarius rather than Capricorn. It’s a bunch of craziness.

        1. Jen

          Well, I just flat out refuse to be a Virgo. LOL! And what the heck is an Ophiuchus?

          1. Elizabeth

            I had to check snopes because when I looked at Ophiuchus and tried to figure out how to pronounce it I realized that it would have to be oh-fee-you-kus, though it could oh-few-kus. Either way you slice it, it’s far to close to “Oh, f**k us”. That just screams scam or hoax, doesn’t it? But no, it’s legitimate. This begs the question, “Who the heck got to pick this name?”

          2. Jen

            Actually, now I’m really bummed that isn’t my sign. It kinda fits my mood these days. 😉

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