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Old 10-19-2018, 08:18 PM
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Tonight is Girls' Night! Franki's husband is up north and her son is flying in from Amsterdam and she needs to retrieve him from the airport. It's totally crushing in on our Girls' Night, but we came up with a solution. She is meeting him and one of his coworkers at the airport, then they are meeting me at a brewery by the airport. I'll take her with me, and her son and coworker will take her car and head for home.

I need to stop by home to gather my things and then we'll head for B's. From there we'll head downtown to the Lesbian Pop-Up Bar. After we've concluded that we've spent enough time doing that we're going back to B's for hot tubbing, a fire on the patio, drinks, and sleepover.

In the morning I'll drive Franki home.

I should have prepared better for this night, but I didn't. This morning I loaded the washing machine so I'd have clothes for tonight/tomorrow and the plan was for Bond to move it to the dryer at noon. When I sent him a message asking him if he had, he hadn't but asked his son (day off of school) to move it. This is the text exchange. So hilarious!

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I blame Max. Cats are jerks! LOL
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M: Bond's former girlfriend
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Old 10-22-2018, 03:21 PM
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Girls' Night was a success. The pop-up bar was good, but they keep picking venues where it's really hard for people to mingle and socialize. B keeps complaining about that. She really wants to meet someone. I drove and I parked at in the grocery store parking lot next door (ground level of an apartment building. I was hoping to be able to charge my car, but the chargers were taken. When we left we swung by the deli and grabbed food. They have a fab deli.

The fire didn't really take off, so we let it die and just enjoyed the hot tub. However, the combination of the heat of the hot tub and the alcohol made me feel ishy and I thought I was going to get sick. We simply stayed in too long and I had three drinks between 6:30 and 9:00 pm, and I just can't handle that much anymore. I sat out in the cold night air for a while and my head quit swimming and I recovered, slept decently, and didn't have a hangover the next day, so that's a win.

Saturday morning I took Franki home. All in all, it was a 97 mile round trip. Two miles away from Madison on my way home all hell broke loose and it snowed like crazy. The beltline was hellish and barely moving. By the time I reached home, it was a thing of the past. I had to laugh, though, because my Facebook feed was filled with posts by Madisonites bemoaning the snow. Post after post. Like, we all know we live in a cold climate, but none of us appreciate the damn snow much.

Saturday evening I picked up my grandson. One short day with him, which is never enough for any of us; me, him, or James' kids, but at least we got to see him.

Sunday I finally got to paint. All I wanted to do all weekend was try out a method I saw on YouTube last week. I must have watched the video a dozen times, and I missed by a mile when I finally attempted it. I had to repour the first (largest) one to get something I was happy with, well, actually I liked attempt number one, but I thought I could do better and I was right. My paint consistency just isn't right. I need to dial that in.

Largest painting

Smaller painting

Today is Bond's birthday, and my 17-year work anniversary. We're having a Monday Birthday Beers for Bond tonight at a local brewery/restaurant. I think a dozen or so people will be stopping by. Not bad considering we didn't make the event until last Friday.
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Bond: 48 year old straight cisgender male, Primary Partner
B: Bond and Petunia's 42 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former girlfriend
M: Bond's former girlfriend
Golden: male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
Twitch: straight cisgender male, ex-husband, father to Shasti's son
Shasti: Twitch's straight cisgender girlfriend, mother of Twitch's son

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Old 10-24-2018, 03:11 PM
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My daughter wants her dog back, as the job opportunity fell through. Goodness, we're going to miss her dog. He's such a great dog. Looking at the calendar I think it'll work to take him back to her on the 3rd. It'll actually work to our benefit to have him gone before the 16th, when we leave for Colorado.

This morning Bane, the dog, wasn't sleeping in our room. I believe he slept on the couch last night. He didn't come into our room until after we showered and were getting dressed. He looked incredibly sad and guilty. I guessed he had done a bad thing, whether that may have been tearing into something he should not have or having gone potty somewhere. A search of the house revealed that it was a potty accident. He had pooped in the dungeon (not a real BDSM dungeon, just a big room in the basement where Brazilian Jujitsu is often held). It wasn't a big mess, but he felt so bad about it. He was down and dejected. Even taking him for a walk, he lacked his usual enthusiasm; the leash was slack. To see an animal so down over their actions always strikes me profoundly. I think we tend to underestimate how deeply animals feel things.

My youngest son called me yesterday. He's torn about moving to AZ in April to live with his GF. Like his me, he finds the arid climate draining and doesn't feel okay until he returns to the land of lakes and greenery. Other concerns include differences in their spending/saving, which is a huge thing long-term in a relationship.

He loves to do things outdoors and she wants to live in a metropolitan area. She sees them living in either Arizona or Colorado. He has been looking at housing prices and what they can afford in those areas and it's not delightful, especially compared to where he currently lives in northern Wisconsin at the Michigan border. He also really loves his job and thinks it'll be a great career builder, so he hates to give that up to start at another job at an Engineer I level.

He loves her, but he's feeling his typical "time to abandon ship" feeling that he gets around 18 months. It's either commit or flight time and he's struggling. The thought of ending things is painful for him, but the future with her doesn't lead him down paths he wants to go.

She says she wants to start a family by the time she's 28, she's currently 24. He feels that he needs about 10 years to have himself established before starting a family.

When he considers breaking things off and establishing himself with a home and career where he lives now, he projects that in 10 years he'll be well off and lonely. That his chances of meeting someone that interests him and doesn't have a pre-made family and shares his liberal views (predominately Republican area) is slim. I can see his point, but it's not impossible. I told him that there is always online dating to help with that. Plus, there have to be people who have gotten a college degree and want to live in the area they grew up in. It's possible.

He has a lot to think about.

Saturday I'm going to Ikea with Michelle, my former roommate, and Franki. It's a traditional shopping trip we make each fall. This year though, we're going to a different Ikea as one has opened near Milwaukee. I'm really looking forward to it.
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Old 10-25-2018, 04:00 PM
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Bane is actually sick and not just being remorseful over pooping in the house. He deteriorated so quickly. By noon Bond sent a message that Bane was limping on his front right leg, but that he couldn't find any reason (pad crack, broken nail, thorn, etc.) By evening he was not getting up, not eating or drinking, and refused to come to our room to sleep. I checked on him around midnight and got him to move off of the hardwood floor onto his blanket. By 2:30 am when I next checked on him, he had found a more comfortable spot in the front room. He did not get up to greet anyone this morning.

We were able to get him into the vet at 8:30 am. He is running a temperature of 105*F. Dogs run a naturally temperature higher than humans, but this is still high. Suspected culprit is lymes disease. Second guess is a fungal lung infection which is really damn serious and is more likely to happen in northwestern Wisconsin, right where my daughter lives. Lung x-rays didn't show the lesions typical of the fungal disease (can't recall the name), but did show unnatural density, which could possibly be attributed to the kennel cough that he hasn't totally kicked. The vet gave him a shot of antibiotic and two painkillers to jump start things, and sent us home with two prescriptions of the drugs.

The boys are home today (teacher conference) so they'll be able to keep him company and Bond will be home for lunch to check on him.

I'm really hoping it's lymes disease. It was encouraging to see him start to favor his rear, too, because that's typical of lymes.

It's so shocking to see how quickly a dog can go downhill. Two days ago Bond took a video of him chasing a ball in the backyard and the next day he was down and out by nighttime. I know this from experience, but it's still a shock when it happens. Hopefully in two day's time we'll see him rebound as the antibiotics do their thing. If not, then we'll run a titre for the fungal disease. Fingers crossed it's not that as his chances of survival are quite low with that disease.
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Old 10-30-2018, 07:21 PM
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The dog and daughter drama continues. Bane seemed to be really improving Friday and Saturday and then went downhill on Sunday. Monday he spent half the day at the vet clinic where they could observe him and run some more tests. The end result was lightening our pocketbook by $205 and the lymes diagnosis is confirmed. Evidently the Rimadyl is upsetting his stomach.

We planned on returning the dog to my daughter this coming Saturday. The plan was to drive up, drop him, visit, and return home the same day. It's about 3.5 hours each direction, so it makes for a long day of driving.

Also reporting in sick yesterday was my daughter; fever and ick.

Last night the guy who originally was going to save her and give her a construction job called me to ask if she was okay, because she quit responding to his messages on the 20th. We had a conversation. I told him I'd talk to her and get back to him. But it was date night with Bond and we were about to eat dinner and watch a movie, so I postponed my conversation with her, even when she checked in on her dog.

I woke to a message from her that she was "going to jail atm must have missed court".

She knew damn well that she missed court, because I was on her about it. I'm sure she'll get 6 months of jail time.

Now I'm wondering what to do with the dog when we go to Colorado on the 16th.

Jolly times.

I need to get back to the guy about her incarceration.
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Old 10-31-2018, 06:52 PM
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So, it's not the Rimadyl that is affecting the dog, it's the antibiotic. Multiple poops in the basement in the night again, including bloody mucus poops. Poor dog. I made a call to the vet clinic and they are prescribing him something to calm his GI tract, plus we're switching to a bland diet until this gets under control.

I'm leaving work at 4:15 today, because it's Halloween and I want to be part of taking the kids around. This is the first year that B and her kids are joining us. We're meeting at her house, Wicked Professor and his gf are also joining us. Then we're going down a block or so to another neighborhood that Bond's friends live in to go with their group. That's what we have done in the past. The new element is having B and her kids and her ex and his gf along. Afterwards we're having pizza at B's and then going home. I'm picking up take and bake pizzas on my way home.

My daughter called me from jail yesterday. It'll take $688 to spring her. I think her boyfriend/boss is willing to pay it. The case worker called me this morning to let me know the purge amount. While I had her on the phone I asked for the grand total of what she owes; $11,194.30. Damn. I'm so mad at her. She turns down jobs because she doesn't want to work inside, is too lazy to call to get her case number for me, and avoids dealing with things to such an extreme even though it means jail time. She avoids something she finds uncomfortable just to land in something that is far worse.

I honestly do not like my daughter. Despite this, I set up weekly payments to pay her child support. It's only partially for her sake; mostly it's for my sake and for the sake of my grandson's family. It's $98.40/week. I think the bf/boss will set up weekly payments, too. I'm not going to tell either one of them that I'm doing the same. Maybe between all of us we can make a dent in the back child support. I have little faith that her relationship with this man will be long lasting, so I'm going to make hay while the sun shines as the farmers say.
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Old 11-05-2018, 04:42 PM
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So much has happened on the daughter front since I last posted. It's easy for me to draw a line and take a stance with her until I speak with her. When I hear her side and I cannot stop my humanitarian reaction. There are reasons for her actions and once I get her to share them things don't seem so black and white.

On our way to Trick or Treat, the bf/boss called to say that he wasn't going to pay the purge amount, because he didn't think she'd pay him back. Okay.

Later that night she called me crying and pleading for me to meet her at the hospital, because she was super sick and had gotten the jail to send her for medical attention. I was at B's with Bond and the kids, and didn't have my car there. The kids were sorting candy and dinner was in the oven. The hospital was over an hour away and it was already 8 pm. I refused to rush up there. We had multiple conversations over the course of the night. She had a kidney and bladder and tooth infection going and was indeed quite sick. They pumped her full of fluids and antibiotic before sending her back to the jail. She had an option of either getting the antibiotics out of a pharmacy vending machine or having the prescription called into a pharmacy and the medication brought to her. I opted to have them send it to the Walgreen's by me and take it there myself.

I spoke to her about her turning down the inside job and not showing up for the interview. She said that it was between the welding job and the office job and the timing happened to be at the same time. She thought she was getting the welding opportunity and it paid better and had better benefits by far, so she messaged the guy and told him she wasn't going to come to the interview. That's quite different than what the bf/boss told me. Additionally, she didn't have transportation.

When it came to getting me the case number for her child support, I had forgotten that she said to get it off of CCAP. Well, that's a different case number and it isn't on there anyhow. But more than anything, she said she didn't want me to take that on, too. That she asks for too much as it is.

I had time to reflect on all of this through the night and while I drove to the jail. By morning I had decided halfheartedly that I would pay the purge amount. The night before B had told me I was an enabler and that I should not continue to help her. It was time for her to be responsible for her actions. Bond was in agreement. I recognize my role and yet, it's hard to not respond when it's your kid and you are hearing their pain. So, I was feeling like I had to come to her aid and also feeling like I did not have my partners' support if I took this route. Guilt in all directions.

She hadn't found a job, but two people had promised her jobs and then rescinded their offers. She had a job interview set up for the end of the week as an office receptionist and had asked her grandmother to drive her to it.

I considered how hard it is to live in a rural community without a vehicle. I'm not sure how she could even get back and forth to a job if she landed one.

So, as I waited for the paperwork to follow the purge payment I thought about all of this. It's true that I am dishing out money to her all the time. But her comment about how she hates to ask kept circling in my head. Typically she'll ask for amounts anywhere from $20 to $40, and sometimes up to $100. She asks for what she needs to cover her immediate needs and I respond to that request, which never takes her very far. It's always a "just in time" request and response. What if we changed that? What if I agreed to invest in her for say, three months? What if I committed to financially backing her up front? I had already set up the automatic child support payments, so the threat of jail was no longer going to be looming over her head, but what if I went further to say, I am going to help you help yourself. What do you want to do that will help you create the future you want?

She wasn't released until close to 2:00 pm. I had brought her dog and all of his stuff along. She cried and he cried in excitement when they were reunited. We went to the gas station for some cigarettes and snacks and then took the dog on a short walk. I presented her with this idea. I think it was initially hard for her to wrap her head around it, but she loved it.

She wants to create her woodwork and re-purposed/re-worked furniture craftsmanship. So, I'm going to give her money towards that. It will mean slowing my debt payoff plan for at least three months while I invest heavily into the Megan 2018 Reboot plan, but that's okay. When she was a young adult she could not be coerced into secondary education, and she was so young when she got pregnant, which means we didn't really invest in her the way we did for the boys with their educations. Tragically, this has left her with limited marketable skills. She told me that she is, "retarded when it comes to making her ideas into reality." Well, you can't very easily actualize dreams if you have no means to make it happen.

I spoke to her about being more honest with me. That the lying needed to end. If something isn't working for her that she needs to speak up and tell me what isn't working and why. That we can address the issue and look for solutions together.

We went to the DMV on our way up north Thursday afternoon to get her driver's license reinstated. Another hurdle solved with $60.

I met the guy she's living with (she had a previous relationship with him when things went sideways for both of them the summer before). The next morning I took the two of them for breakfast. We had hoped to be able to get her vehicle into the dealership that day, but the earliest appointment is Tuesday (tomorrow). The plan is to rent a car dolly from U-Haul and a friend of her boyfriend (not the bf/boss guy - turns out that didn't materialize both on the job front or the romantic front) is going to get it to Eau Claire for her using his truck.

The job interview she had set up for Friday that grandma was going to get her to, didn't happen. She contacted them to confirm things and they told her that the position was filled.

She set up a doctor's appointment for the 14th. She needs her hip checked and a follow-up to all of the infection she's currently being treated for, ask for medication for depression and hopefully she'll also bring up the possibility that she has ADD. She's planning on going through the arduous task of getting her Badger Care HMO changed to one for the area she lives in so she can get into the dentist. She needs an eye exam and she wants to find out where she can go for that.

She has been busy looking at projects she wants to tackle and has selected this one: wood trunk with colored stain

I came across an article a number of months back that said the tough love path may not be the best answer. I just found an article with a similar message. It supports the direction I'm going with my daughter. I'm going to try compassion and investing in her. I'm going to put in effort to listen to her and not yelling. We need to break the shame cycle.

I accept that this may falter and we'll be no further ahead than we are today, but what if it does make a difference? We've tried the other and it certainly wasn't working. Seems like less shame, more compassion and empathy, and lighting her hope are all good things.
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B: Bond and Petunia's 42 year old girlfriend
Bea: Bond's former girlfriend
M: Bond's former girlfriend
Golden: male, ex-boyfriend, ex-housemate
Twitch: straight cisgender male, ex-husband, father to Shasti's son
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Old 11-09-2018, 05:55 PM
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My daughter's vehicle finally got to the dealership yesterday afternoon. They told her it may take several days. Because it's all wheel drive, it wasn't possible to use a car dolly, so it ended up being transported on a flatbed trailer to the tune of $213. The dealership said the ignition issue will run around $500, and she will not be able to lock her doors. To do that it would cost another $200 or so and she's decided she can live without that. I'm skeptical. Maybe down the road that's something that can be resolved.

I know it's early days, but the interactions with her are greatly improved. Conversation is interesting and it's like having my daughter back. Hope and love are powerful drugs, hopefully this will pay off.

Once this vehicle stuff is taken care of, I'll start sending her money for her biz, starting on the 21st. Oh I should catch you up to date on the plan; after giving things some consideration, instead of dumping as much as I can swing towards her for three months, I decided to give her a weekly living allowance of $125 (a figure she came up with) and $400 for her woodworking venture biweekly on my paydays, ending the first pay period of June. I'll abbreviate the name of her business here as RWD. This will fund $6,000 for RWD over six or so months. I asked her if she wanted the living allowance weekly or biweekly like the RWD money and she said that for now she wants it weekly so she can better manage it. She's keeping a journal of her business expenses and trying to do a good job of it. That's so encouraging to hear.

Her boyfriend, gonna call him Leroy Brown here (even though he's 2" taller than good ole Leroy in the song), is being really supportive and they're working to create a work space for her on the farm. It's gotten really cold in Northern Wisconsin and they were slowed down this week due to harsh weather. She's feeling impatient to get back at it. Hopefully the storm has passed now and they'll be able to get busy again.

I'm encouraging her to explore live-edge resin tables and coffee tables. They are gorgeous and sell for a healthy price. They can be tricky, but I believe the effort and investment will result in a sweet profit.

Wish us luck.
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Old 11-13-2018, 10:45 PM
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My daughter picked up her vehicle yesterday, but its developed a new problem. When idling it surges to high RPMs. I encouraged her to make an appointment to get it fixed. She can't really drive it as-is.

Saturday night B invited me to join her Girls' Night and sleepover. She also invited Bond and Wil to join us after Bond got the kids fed. So, the guys were there from 6:30 to 9:30 or so. Two of the ladies had already left, and one remained. We soaked in the hot tub until we were pruny. It was super nice and the sex B and I had after everyone went to bed was fantastic.

In the morning my car wouldn't start. It was totally dead. Bond came to the rescue and put his little charger on it and started it. Evidently my battery has been getting by because at home it's usually plugged in and at work my parking garage is heated. This was the first time it was out in the cold and not plugged in which gives it a little boost when starting. Yesterday I skipped work and took my car into the shop for a new battery. Man, batteries have gotten expensive. The best part of the day was the nooner with Bond.

We're heading to Colorado on Friday, returning on Monday. I hope it's enjoyable. We're staying with B's good friends. We stayed with them once before and I found it heartbreaking how they spoke of, and to, the guy's daughter. They were constantly saying how she was going to turn out just like her addict mother. She is a creative and difficult teen, but so many of us were difficult and we're functioning adults now. They act like her path is concrete and that's the only route for her to travel. How awful is that?

My middle son is coming home for Christmas with the baby. He says she's walking and practically running now. I cannot wait to see them.

Next week I only work on Tuesday. I wish every week was like that. LOL

I need to start planning Thanksgiving meals. I don't know how long my family is staying, probably just over night, but maybe they'll arrive Wednesday night and leave Friday morning. I should inquire.

The Saturday after Thanksgiving we're having a birthday party for B at our house. She wanted just a few people, but by the time she got done listing the ones she wanted to invite we sent out 15 invitations. I already know of two people that can't make it, so it'll probably still end up being a small-ish party.
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Bond has a work trip to LA December 11-13th, Tuesday to Thursday. Which means date night (Tuesdays) will be B and me. Should be fun to have some one-on-one time without feeling like we left someone out. That's a big deal for me; the feeling of leaving someone out. It affects me so much. Personally, I dislike feeling like the one out so much that it makes me sensitive to new people coming into an established group, like at Polycocktails. I always try to make them feel welcome and part of the group as quickly as possible. This also affects my feelings towards the one-on-one dates B has requested. Dislike. But B and Bond both enjoy those kinds of dates, so I'm stuck with them.

I called my sister last night on my drive home to find out when they're coming for Thanksgiving. She needs to talk to her husband and our parents and then she'll get back to me. After talking to her, I called my youngest son to find out what days he and his girlfriend will be here. They're coming on Wednesday and his GF will need to leave the next morning to join her family. He's staying, I believe.

I learned the my sister's oldest daughter and family will not be coming to Thanksgiving, which truth be told, may motivate my daughter to come. She's not a big fan of her cousin. It would kind of be a miracle if my daughter did come to Thanksgiving. I think it would do her a world of good. She has been ducking family get-togethers for quite some time now due to feeling ashamed. Now that she's feeling better about herself, we may see her.

I had this big plan that I was going to start packing for the CO trip last night. Yeah, that didn't happen. So, tonight we need to buy a few food items for the trip after dropping the boys off at their mother's and then I need to pack everything and get the car loaded. We want to pick up B at 5:00 am. We're taking the Tesla, which means added time for charging. It's totally worth it because it makes trips so much easier to have autopilot to help ease the fatigue, but it will push our arrival back later in the evening. B is probably going to be chomping at the bit to get there and may get pissy. It'll also be much cheaper to drive than a gas car, so that's another bonus. This morning B said that her bestie said we're clubbing Saturday night. My first thought, oh gawd, I'm too old for that shit. Dread.
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