Change of Plans

Before going to the lys to practice with the spinning wheel last night, I received a phone call from Only Step-Son. He needed to put together some notices for a get-together at his work, and wondered if I could help. Needed them today! Knew I was going to spin, and would wait ‘til I was done, if that would work…

I cannot say no to the boy. (Boy…heh! He is 28!) He asked if he could bring the Grand-Pup over. Again, I cannot say no!

We worked on formatting the notices for about 45 minutes. It took scanning the logo on Wonderful Guy’s computer and emailing to mine. Then tweaking the logo using Elements, and formatting the notice in Word. I have Office 2007, and the new version is just enough different to cause some effort in this. Then the printing of 30 sheets with 4 notices/sheet. He worked on the trimming. Not a super-human effort, but some work. And it was later at night than when I typically operate at a full mental capacity.

Only Step-Son was very thankful.

About the time we were finishing, Wonderful Guy got home from his meeting. The two of them enjoyed some time together, with Best Dog Ever and Grand-Pup. Best Dog Ever is very concerned about Grand-Pup presence in her house, and about the attention given said creature. Grand-Pup just wants to play with toys! Grand-Pup thinks my spindle is a toy….

After taking Only Step-Son home, Wonderful Guy mentions again how grateful Only Step-Son was for my help. Then he thanks me, too, for helping his son out. He truly appreciates the effort I made.

And, honestly, I was glad I could be of help.

It is not easy to blend two families, and of late, we have had kind of a wild ride. Wonderful Guy and I have remained true to our promise of being open and honest with each other, and I feel that has helped us weather the storm. I accept his feelings, and let his feelings be his. I try to figure out my own feelings, my own issues, where my issues come from, and what is mine to work on. Plenty there to keep me busy, as my issues are lodged pretty deeply in 50+ years of habits and patterns that I have only recognized in the last 6 years as co-dependent and unhealthy.

Our kids are all adults, the raising of them pretty much over, but fortunately, we are close emotionally, if not physically, to them all. We see or talk to them regularly and frequently, and are still a presence in their lives. My hope is to be a more positive example of healthier patterns going forward.

(This is what Eldest Daughter calls my hippie talk)