Gotta Smile!

Gotta Smile!

Saturday, May 26, 2012

One Day Pity Party

May 21 – 25, 2012

May 21
Even when you are doing what you love – not every day is perfect or for that matter good!  Monday the 21st was not a good day.  Brian had to spend another $1000 on boat parts.  The Boxster dumped all of its antifreeze on the pavement.  I found a lump that needed to be inspected by a gynecologist.  We’re still waiting for Brian’s biopsy to come back.  The upholstery doesn’t seem to be getting any closer to completion.  Are we ever going to leave Stuart???  Hottie Scotty is the only bright spot.  (For so many reasons!)  Hopefully, when these things are completed we’ll just have routine maintenance for a while.  Anyway, as much as we want to see our kids in Minnesota there are too many loose ends to fly off tomorrow.

May 22
In the month that we’ve been in Stuart, Brian and I have needed three specialists for health issues.  Finding doctors when you are passing through a community is difficult.  Especially, when you want to see them quickly.  We have been lucky to get help on all three counts.  We know that Brian’s skin cancer is basal cell.  That’s good.  The issue is how deep did it grow and will he need additional surgery and a skin graft?  I had an abscess that had to be lanced and cleaned out.  OUCH!  No pictures on that one…..  And, other than a stiff neck and a few tender spots I’ve healed from my fall.   
Found a caring specialist for the Boxster.  She is purring again.
 
May 24
Guy and Gary came by today and assured us that the salon cushions will be completed by the end of next week.  Good enough.  The rest will be picked up next fall.
Snacks, parts, tools and guys. 
Everyone takes a quick break to discuss
what's done and what is next on the list. 

May 25
So, while none of the issues were major – pile all of them on me in one day and then cancel the trip to see my kids – Boo Hoo.  I’m having a little pity party.  A friend on Facebook proclaims “Anxiety Girl!  Able to jump to the worst conclusion in a single bound.”  I may have perfected that jump.  As I write this, four days after my breakdown, almost everything is resolved.  Will I ever learn???

Gotta smile – we’re lovin the ride!                    

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