Still no word on the new job. Since they told me up front that it could be a couple of weeks, I’m fine for the moment.
We have #4 child and#6 grandson camped out in the living room. The kids pulled together their rent this month, much to the chagrin of their landlord. The landlord wanted them out bad because he knows they can have his butt in a legal sling over the ongoing bedbugs infestation. The kids’ apartment is being treated for a fifth time, which is another stop-gap, since their upstairs neighbor hauled in furniture from the dumpster. Infested stuff. Boyfriend-cum-asshole told the guy not to take it, that it had bedbugs.
Being dirt poor and not having anything either negates brain cells or eliminates the neurological pathways that connect to language comprehension. Or maybe the guy didn’t speak English. That place breaks 1001 fire codes. I don’t think they’re all that picky about their tenants, which is why the bedbugs in the first place.
At this point the kids are holding off ’til September/October, when they are expecting some money. The tentative plan is to buy a cheap trailer. Maybe not the ideal solution but it’s a start.
G announced his intent to buy me a wedding ring. I like the idea of it, just sort of nodding and smiling right now. We shall see if circumstances follow through. My original wedding ring got lost when I was trying on another ring. I was in a friend’s car and we looked everywhere in that vehicle. It had to have fallen out in a parking lot somewhere.
My second wedding ring was flimsy as heck, less than 1mm at the inside of the band. It broke soon after we got it.
I gave the broken ring, some scrap gold (from earrings where I had lost one of a kind), and a big white sapphire to my oldest daughter’s boyfriend. He’s a bona-fide jeweler and promised to make something for me.
That was Christmas.
I first made noises about arguing the point when G brought up getting me a ring. Aside from him being too stubborn to listen, I also agreed it’s time and he’s right. If he gets the money he’s expecting, we will go ring shopping.
About today’s title, lemme explain. There are ever so many words for the afterlife. It is a circular rotation for those. Whose beliefs encompass reincarnation. In the Judeo-Christian world the desirable post-death real estate is called “heaven.”. Here’s hoping the boys are safe and sound,