April 12, 2007

Verse of the Day:
“The Son is the radiance of God's glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word. After he had provided purification for sins, he sat down at the right hand of the Majesty in heaven.” (Hebrews 1:3)

I had such a horrible day today I didn't feel so well on Wednesday evening and this morning I felt even worse! All I wanted to do all day was stay in my PJs, not do any chores at all, and just rest, rest, rest, rest, rest.

I didn't even care about my 30-Day No TV challenge with DearDaughter and right after she got up, the tube went on. I grabbed 2 pillows from the bedroom, laid them on the floor, and after DearDaughter finished her breakfast, I took 2 Acetamenophin pills and just plopped myself down on the floor and fell asleep.

I put DearDaughter down for her nap at about 10:30ish and went into the bedroom to lay down some more.

DearDaughter could not fall asleep and after 30 minutes of listening to her cry, I went into her room and took her out to feed her lunch. I was still in my PJs at this time, my hair was out like an afro (I have naturally curly hair), and I just looked like a poor and pregnant "red neck".

Well, soon after getting DearDaughter out of her room, I heard a knock at the door. Normally, I don't answer the door, but when I looked out the window, I saw a harmless old man standing there so I answered the door. He was a code enforcer from the Board of Health coming to inspect our property because of some complaints they received about my husband dumping "schtuff" in a pit. I was stunned because we do have this huge hole on our property. The previous owners started to build a new house, but never got past the foundation. That's where the huge hole came from, it was the beginnings of a basement. When we moved in, there was already junk in it and as we have lived here through the years, DearHubby has been adding to the junk. One day, a good friend warned us to remove the junk from the hole as we could get fined. So, DearHubby has been slowly working at removing the non-biodegradable junk. Anyway, I didn't say much to this guy and I took his card and told him I'd talk to my husband about it. He told me he'd be back next week and that the pit needs to be cleared out by then.

After this guy left all these thoughts came into my head...First, my appearance and the appearance of the general house did not make a good impression on this guy. I looked unkempt and we do live in a beat up old house with holes on the roof of other buildings and a falling front yard fence. It would give the impression that we just don't even care about our property, but reality is that we just don't have the time and money to take care of everything all at once and have been working at things one bite at a time. Second, if we get fined, the money we have for the baby room will go to paying this fine. Worse, if we broke a law, DearHubby could get arrested. What would happen to DearDaughter and I? I don't work and haven't worked since 2003. Who would hire me back as an engineer when there's younger and more skilled people? Who would care for DearDaughter? Who would fix up our beat up house? Worse yet, DearHubby and I could both get arrested. What would happen to DearDaughter, foster care?

Then, bitterness flew into my heart as I felt betrayed by whomever reported us to the Board of Health. We live out in the boonies and we only have 2 neighbors, one on either side of us. Why would either of them report us without coming to talk to us first? We have the one neighbor who trespasses on our property all the time and hunts back in our woods. They even cut down about 2 dozen of our trees back there and didn't compensate us for any of that. The other neighbor's goats are always on our property. We told them that they could stay in the field, but they need to watch and make sure they don't come up front near the house. Numerous times DearHubby has had to go out and chase the goats back.

The only thing that comforted me was the hope that this would be the opportunity for us to make this situation right. This pit has bothered my conscience for some time now and though DearHubby has been working on clearing it out, there has never been closure to the situation. In addition, friends just come on our property and dump stuff in this pit too and I hope this will cause DearHubby to be more brave about telling them "NO" to the dumpings.

Then, I had Mom's' Coffee Break scheduled for today and I was relieved that no one had called as I just wanted to rest all day. However, I am not one to cancel and about 11:30ish I got a call from a DearFriend who said she was coming over. I looked around the house and it was a mess. So I took the next 1 hour 15 minutes to do the dishes, vacuum, surface clean/dust, and make a pot of coffee. I then took the last 15 minutes to clean DearDaughter up from lunch, change her diaper and clothes, take 2 more Acetamenophin pills, and get myself cleaned and presentable. I made it just in time before DearFriend showed up.

They left at about 3:15ish and DearDaughter went down for a nap. I tried to rest more myself and by this time the medication was wearing off and I was feeling bad again. When DearDaughter awoke, I drove down to get some gas for my car as I have a chiropractic appointment and a lunch date tomorrow. By the time we got back home, DearHubby arrived, but he was feeling sick himself and asked if he could lay down for an hour. I was feeling so bad that I was shivering and could barely do anything but lay on the floor. When the hour was up, I immediately woke DearHubby and asked him if I could lay down too.

I rested for about 40 minutes and then got up to feed DearDaughter dinner and to make our dinner too.

I just took my temp and it's at 100.47 degrees (F). I feel so weak and I'm just gonna go to bed .