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emjaybee - 2005-07-17 18:49:19
I have the same guilt; there is a homeless guy who sleeps on the corner in a cardboard-box contraption near my work, and I hate that there is really nothing I can do for him in any meaningful way.
About the kid thing, ha! we are having much the same issues.
1. Your parents AND his parents will stay in hotels. For everyone's sake, they must. That's what we're doing.
2. I don't think you can mandate when everyone comes, but if you really need your mom first, maybe have her come up early by herself and help you put up with those last few weeks.
3. You will make friends with your new neighbors as soon as you move in, and they will take care of the dog. Or you make some other friends in your area who can feed your dog. You'll only be in the hospital a few days, most likely.
4. You need to clean those fan blades, they are sprinkling filth everywhere! Get a dry Swiffer sheet and a stepladder, or invest in a long-poled duster of some sort. Lay down some trash bags beneath it to catch the dust.
see, you don't need to wake up Kent. You just need to ask the internets.
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Molly - 2005-07-17 19:14:28
Dear internets. emjaybee speaks the truth. Wet Swifter sheets make a big nasty mess and I was too stupid to put trash bags down underneath.
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Sarah - 2005-07-17 19:19:50
Molly, you're coming to Columbus! I live in Columbus! The coincidences, they just don't stop. If you want to get together for a drink, I'd love to meet you.
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Sarcomical - 2005-07-18 14:17:52
i also have a nasty fan that i look at every time it is not running and it is a nasty reminder of how domestically incompetent i am and that i am way too immature and lazy to ever have a baby which is sad but then i think not as sad as if we had a baby and it was under this fan playing on its wee playmat and i still hadn't cleaned the damn thing. boy i wonder....
but also, i hear you about the girl you saw. and at least you took time to think about it. maybe you can't change her life, but maybe you can channel some of your concern into donating to or helping with programs for the homeless. the thing is, i always have to wonder when i do things like that am i really only trying to make myself feel better?
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Marilyn - 2005-07-18 14:18:20
I did learn to clean the ceiling fan blades in our island condo...but only after the STUFF that had accumulated on them became so thick that it began to disperse itself onto the (white) walls and tile floor. But here? It only dawned on me the other day that I had YET to empty the dust container in our bag-less vacuum...even though I've been vacuuming regularly for 2-1/2 months. (This is what happens when you live without carpeting for five years.) The dirt/dust container was so full when I pulled it off that the STUFF had worked itself all the way up, nearly into the internal workings of our brand-new vacuum. (And it's clean in here! The carpets were cleaned right before we moved in!) I hate having to deal with that kind of stuff.
Your homeless girl story brought to mind an encounter I had a few weeks ago. Those kinds of moments happen for a reason...and I haven't yet figured out if it's to hurtle one pronto back into a gratitude mindset...or a test of sorts because they're really angels in disguise...
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Mandy - 2005-07-19 12:24:01
I look foward to your entry's. A co-worker likes me to tell her when you have written a new one.
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Polichick - 2005-07-20 18:44:34
Not an asshole, not ignorant. I really get where you're coming from on it though. I'm the same kind of naive too.
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