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Buenos dias, muchachos.

I'm not looking forward to today so much. Making the 2 hour drive to see my parents so my mom can go tour an assisted-living facility for my dad (he's got dementia). While she's out, I'm going to drive my father around - he seems to be calmer in a car than in his house (he doesn't know it's his house).

My mother is one of those "no job is too hard for me to handle" people. My father has become a real handful in the last couple of months; to the point where she can't take her eye off of him or he'll bolt. Yet I feel like she's going through the motions in taking these ALF tours just to placate us ("us" = me, my brother, her sisters, his brothers, the entire population of Earth) while telling herself "I can do it myself".

I've tried really hard not to hammer her. I tend to work around the edges; my brother is a little more direct. But it's getting to the point where I'm seriously worried about her mental/emotional/physical health - not because he's violent (she swears he's not; but I can see it happening as he's basically a kid in a man's body at this point), but just the general wear and tear of dealing with this.

There's nothing she can do to make him "better". He's going downhill faster and faster. I think, for her own sake, that she has to get him out of the house. It's not going to matter to him, but it will help her. But she's still in the "I will have failed" mindset.

 
SLB: I feel your pain, my friend. As someone said, those laid-off folks are going to land somewhere and, though fragmented, some of the business you lost will come back. Hell, you may eventually get MORE back from it. I sold building materials for a zillion years and found myself at one point where an uncomfortable % of my income was due to one builder. Wasn't by design, just the way things fell out. Well, they had an in-house Civil War (family vs family) and the company disintegrated. My pay got cut by about 2/3 the first year. But eventually most of them started popping up in either other companies or started their own, smaller, businesses. And they remembered the folks who took care of them before. I may have slurred this story to you at coshole2013, not sure. Hang in there, brother - good things will come around to good people.

Englebung: Great news!

Shuke: I'll second the ear plugs and booze suggestion above. Good luck.

 
GLGBUH... Doesn't sound like a very fun day. Hopefully you treat yourself to a nice cucumber vodka or some thing at the end of the day :thumbup:

 
I hate SLB.
There goes my plans of getting a place with you. :kicksrock:

SLB: I feel your pain, my friend. As someone said, those laid-off folks are going to land somewhere and, though fragmented, some of the business you lost will come back. Hell, you may eventually get MORE back from it. I sold building materials for a zillion years and found myself at one point where an uncomfortable % of my income was due to one builder. Wasn't by design, just the way things fell out. Well, they had an in-house Civil War (family vs family) and the company disintegrated. My pay got cut by about 2/3 the first year. But eventually most of them started popping up in either other companies or started their own, smaller, businesses. And they remembered the folks who took care of them before. I may have slurred this story to you at coshole2013, not sure. Hang in there, brother - good things will come around to good people.

Englebung: Great news!

Shuke: I'll second the ear plugs and booze suggestion above. Good luck.
Thanks my brother. You get it. I've built an empire four times now and I'm just tired. Sick of the game. But I have people to take care of and I'll do it again. I'll bounce back, no choice really. Well other than just selling the business and making Mrs. SLB work.

Funny though. My GB Dylan was hanging out with me last night. He always hangs with me. It's so cool.

Dylan: Dad, there's this new video game, I think you should buy it for me.

Me: Nah, too much money.

Dylan: Yep, that's true. Just go to work THEY GIVE YOU LOTS OF MONEY THERE!!

Me: :lmao: It doesn't exactly work that way son.

Dylan: Oh. I have an idea, my teeth will be falling out soon, Tooth Fairy will give me a bunch of money! I think we're good.

Me: :lmao:

Then later he says he has another idea, just chop down some of the trees behind our house, make pencils out of them, and sell them. :lmao: He's not as smart as Cal but he's a thinker. I appreciate that.

 
Damn, Bob. Good luck.

And good news Engleberg.
Thanks man. These guys bought 1.2 million from me the year before they sold. It's been on a decline since but it will still be 900k for the year ending August 30th. I'm sure that is a big coincidence that now is when he decided to transition to a new company. You know after we've been taking it in the ### for a year not increasing prices even though we've taken on thousands of them.

Lots of big numbers are thrown around these days, so to put it in perspective, lets equate this in the terms of copy paper. Any good buyer (TF I'm looking at you) at a big company should get copy paper around $28 bucks a carton. The big guys generally don't but for this purpose, lets say they do like I was giving it to them. That's 42,857 cartons of copy paper.

Good news I picked up 2 new accounts this week and another one I'll get for sure since my GB is the boss. Now I only need to do this 147 more times and I'll be back to even. :lmao:
I buy cartons of paper to light on fire when I celebrate getting a good deal on an oil rig

 
The neighbors are watching the Bears game in their garage and cheering wildly at every little play. IT'S THE 4th QUARTER OF A PRESEASON GAME, PEOPLE!!!

Wait I think they are just drunk. Maybe I should put on my Ditka jersey and go say hi
:lmao:

In other superfan news...

This goofy broad (old friend of my sisters) is big time Saints fan. She's constantly posting "who dat" and "geaux" whatever. Today's 4pt Saints victory warranted both a "who dat?" and a "let's geaux".
:thuumbup:

 
Buenos dias, muchachos.

I'm not looking forward to today so much. Making the 2 hour drive to see my parents so my mom can go tour an assisted-living facility for my dad (he's got dementia). While she's out, I'm going to drive my father around - he seems to be calmer in a car than in his house (he doesn't know it's his house).

My mother is one of those "no job is too hard for me to handle" people. My father has become a real handful in the last couple of months; to the point where she can't take her eye off of him or he'll bolt. Yet I feel like she's going through the motions in taking these ALF tours just to placate us ("us" = me, my brother, her sisters, his brothers, the entire population of Earth) while telling herself "I can do it myself".

I've tried really hard not to hammer her. I tend to work around the edges; my brother is a little more direct. But it's getting to the point where I'm seriously worried about her mental/emotional/physical health - not because he's violent (she swears he's not; but I can see it happening as he's basically a kid in a man's body at this point), but just the general wear and tear of dealing with this.

There's nothing she can do to make him "better". He's going downhill faster and faster. I think, for her own sake, that she has to get him out of the house. It's not going to matter to him, but it will help her. But she's still in the "I will have failed" mindset.
We went through almost the exact same thing with my dad. My stepmom had the same mind-set as your mom. She was trying to take care of my dad 24/7 almost all by herself. It was beginning to affect her health and well-being.

She called me to tell me she was "considering the possibiltiy of a care facility.". I told her:

1. She was the one person who was best qualified to make that decision.

2. The fact that was my dad's situation was impacting her health was serious. Something along the lines of "we all know we're going to lose dad in the near future. We don't want to lose you too."

3. Nobody will think that you're giving up or that you failed. If they do, F*** them. I really used those words. Step-mom is a tough, old Eyetalian broad.

 
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Some lady is emailing me asking for free services because her IT guy said Microsoft sucks and if I "want her business" I need to "make it right." :confused:

 
Tiger Fan said:
St. Louis Bob said:
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Damn, Bob. Good luck.

And good news Engleberg.
Thanks man. These guys bought 1.2 million from me the year before they sold. It's been on a decline since but it will still be 900k for the year ending August 30th. I'm sure that is a big coincidence that now is when he decided to transition to a new company. You know after we've been taking it in the ### for a year not increasing prices even though we've taken on thousands of them.

Lots of big numbers are thrown around these days, so to put it in perspective, lets equate this in the terms of copy paper. Any good buyer (TF I'm looking at you) at a big company should get copy paper around $28 bucks a carton. The big guys generally don't but for this purpose, lets say they do like I was giving it to them. That's 42,857 cartons of copy paper.

Good news I picked up 2 new accounts this week and another one I'll get for sure since my GB is the boss. Now I only need to do this 147 more times and I'll be back to even. :lmao:
I buy cartons of paper to light on fire when I celebrate getting a good deal on an oil rig
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao:

I should have also stated how great Mrs. Slb has been about this. She makes me mad at times but she is a wonderful friend. I'm a lucky man.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.

 
Tiger Fan said:
St. Louis Bob said:
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Damn, Bob. Good luck.

And good news Engleberg.
Thanks man. These guys bought 1.2 million from me the year before they sold. It's been on a decline since but it will still be 900k for the year ending August 30th. I'm sure that is a big coincidence that now is when he decided to transition to a new company. You know after we've been taking it in the ### for a year not increasing prices even though we've taken on thousands of them.

Lots of big numbers are thrown around these days, so to put it in perspective, lets equate this in the terms of copy paper. Any good buyer (TF I'm looking at you) at a big company should get copy paper around $28 bucks a carton. The big guys generally don't but for this purpose, lets say they do like I was giving it to them. That's 42,857 cartons of copy paper.

Good news I picked up 2 new accounts this week and another one I'll get for sure since my GB is the boss. Now I only need to do this 147 more times and I'll be back to even. :lmao:
I buy cartons of paper to light on fire when I celebrate getting a good deal on an oil rig
:lmao: :lmao: :lmao: I should have also stated how great Mrs. Slb has been about this. She makes me mad at times but she is a wonderful friend. I'm a lucky man.
:yes: indeed.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.
:thumbup:

We made it back from the beach this afternoon. Already planning next year's trip. It was kinda rough on a drinking daddy to get up at 6:30 every morning when JR woke me up to go the beach but those hours alone seem like the kind of things I'll really miss when he's a teenager and a ####head.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.
:thumbup: We made it back from the beach this afternoon. Already planning next year's trip. It was kinda rough on a drinking daddy to get up at 6:30 every morning when JR woke me up to go the beach but those hours alone seem like the kind of things I'll really miss when he's a teenager and a ####head.
Glad you guys had fun. It was overcast for part of the time we were at the beAch and as much as I wanted to sit in the sand and get loaded, it turns out that its really difficult to tell a 3 year old "no" when she says "daddy take me to the water." Like you I'm getting to the point where I realize this is going way too fast and one day she probably won't like me very much so I hang on to this stuff best I can.

 
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Uruk-Hai said:
Buenos dias, muchachos.

I'm not looking forward to today so much. Making the 2 hour drive to see my parents so my mom can go tour an assisted-living facility for my dad (he's got dementia). While she's out, I'm going to drive my father around - he seems to be calmer in a car than in his house (he doesn't know it's his house).

My mother is one of those "no job is too hard for me to handle" people. My father has become a real handful in the last couple of months; to the point where she can't take her eye off of him or he'll bolt. Yet I feel like she's going through the motions in taking these ALF tours just to placate us ("us" = me, my brother, her sisters, his brothers, the entire population of Earth) while telling herself "I can do it myself".

I've tried really hard not to hammer her. I tend to work around the edges; my brother is a little more direct. But it's getting to the point where I'm seriously worried about her mental/emotional/physical health - not because he's violent (she swears he's not; but I can see it happening as he's basically a kid in a man's body at this point), but just the general wear and tear of dealing with this.

There's nothing she can do to make him "better". He's going downhill faster and faster. I think, for her own sake, that she has to get him out of the house. It's not going to matter to him, but it will help her. But she's still in the "I will have failed" mindset.
We went through almost the exact same thing with my dad. My stepmom had the same mind-set as your mom. She was trying to take care of my dad 24/7 almost all by herself. It was beginning to affect her health and well-being.

She called me to tell me she was "considering the possibiltiy of a care facility.". I told her:

1. She was the one person who was best qualified to make that decision.

2. The fact that was my dad's situation was impacting her health was serious. Something along the lines of "we all know we're going to lose dad in the near future. We don't want to lose you too."

3. Nobody will think that you're giving up or that you failed. If they do, F*** them. I really used those words. Step-mom is a tough, old Eyetalian broad.
Yup, I was there too circa five years ago with my in-laws. This was definitely one of the stressors that led to the mess in my marriage.

My MIL was old school and thought she could handle my FIL's decade-long decline into dementia, and she was hiding a LOT of stuff from her daughters until she finally couldn't keep it hidden anymore. There's a lot of pride, denial, and also fear for peoples own futures when the prospect of putting their spouse in assisted living pops up.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.
:goodposting: I've been saying this a lot lately.

 
My grandfather went to a home for dementia. Ill leave out the details except to say Far East Tennessee isn't the place to find a good home.

Up until then, my grandmother (who had been in a motorized cart for 15 years) protested that he was well enough for her to take care of and they were okay. They lived in the downstairs of my uncles house. Eventually more and more family members started noticing that he was really really not well. They eventually convinced my grandmother to let him go to the home by agreeing to let her go too. Was rough on everyone. Good luck bill.

 
Officer Pete Malloy said:
Uruk-Hai said:
Buenos dias, muchachos.

I'm not looking forward to today so much. Making the 2 hour drive to see my parents so my mom can go tour an assisted-living facility for my dad (he's got dementia). While she's out, I'm going to drive my father around - he seems to be calmer in a car than in his house (he doesn't know it's his house).

My mother is one of those "no job is too hard for me to handle" people. My father has become a real handful in the last couple of months; to the point where she can't take her eye off of him or he'll bolt. Yet I feel like she's going through the motions in taking these ALF tours just to placate us ("us" = me, my brother, her sisters, his brothers, the entire population of Earth) while telling herself "I can do it myself".

I've tried really hard not to hammer her. I tend to work around the edges; my brother is a little more direct. But it's getting to the point where I'm seriously worried about her mental/emotional/physical health - not because he's violent (she swears he's not; but I can see it happening as he's basically a kid in a man's body at this point), but just the general wear and tear of dealing with this.

There's nothing she can do to make him "better". He's going downhill faster and faster. I think, for her own sake, that she has to get him out of the house. It's not going to matter to him, but it will help her. But she's still in the "I will have failed" mindset.
We went through almost the exact same thing with my dad. My stepmom had the same mind-set as your mom. She was trying to take care of my dad 24/7 almost all by herself. It was beginning to affect her health and well-being.

She called me to tell me she was "considering the possibiltiy of a care facility.". I told her:

1. She was the one person who was best qualified to make that decision.

2. The fact that was my dad's situation was impacting her health was serious. Something along the lines of "we all know we're going to lose dad in the near future. We don't want to lose you too."

3. Nobody will think that you're giving up or that you failed. If they do, F*** them. I really used those words. Step-mom is a tough, old Eyetalian broad.
I figured you'd understand, Tanner. Thanks.

So..........

I got there too early. The drugs - some combo of Lexipro & Razapan(?) - hadn't kicked in yet, but he was itching to "go somewhere". I didn't know beforehand, but my mom's sisters were going to go with her to check the ALF out. I was so glad to hear that.

I have kind of a "sister" relationship with my aunts. For one, both are at least as close in age to me as they are my mom (they are half-sisters). My oldest aunt is the most like me; I moved in with her when I was 18 (she had just divorced); she was a hippie. My younger aunt is blunt to the point of rudeness - one of Reagan's Children, she's makes Karl Rove look like Karl Marx. Anyway, a second & third set of eyes on the place is good.

Get dad in the truck and he's just miserable. My plan was to drive him around for 2 or 3 hours because my mother said that's when he's most docile. I guess the dope hadn't kicked in, or maybe it was because a guy was driving him around, but it was bad. He kept taking his seat belt off until I just said "#### it" and let it hang. Almost every stop, he tried to get out of the car (congrats to me for figuring out the child locks). After about 90 minutes, I couldn't take it anymore and headed back to his house probably 30 minutes before mom was due back. When we got back, he kept walking outside. I told him to come back in and, once, he said "don't ####### tell me what to do". I finally told him "you listen to your father!" and that shut him up. I can't ever remember feeling as guilty as I did then, but it worked.

By then, I think the drugs had struck as he sat in his chair and kind of dozed while I watched Eddie Dean westerns. Mom and aunts arrived shortly thereafter.

Christ, I'm tired.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.
You know what, Abe? I think others' problems seem worse than our own. Was just talking about this with SLB. What you (or Bob or shuke or whoever) have been going through make me feel much more impotent than what I'm dealing with. I've thought about this a lot and I think it's because we have at least SOME control (real or imagined) over our own ####, but none over anyone else's.

I've worried a ton more about you and the other GMTANners than I have about me - dealing with my cancer seems less stressful to methan, say, worrying about how one of you guys is going to provide for his/her family if the job goes south.

 
That's mighty kind of you. But you're never far from any of our thoughts and it doesn't seem like the night is over until you have checked in and tucked homer and UNi in for the night.

 
That's mighty kind of you. But you're never far from any of our thoughts and it doesn't seem like the night is over until you have checked in and tucked homer and UNi in for the night.
That's mighty kind of you. But you're never far from any of our thoughts and it doesn't seem like the night is over until you have checked in and tucked homer and UNi in for the night.
My biggest problem is tucking the human-sized blanket over Giant Homer. None of this is a euphemism.

 
UH - Best of luck with your family stuff. My dad went through something similar with his parents last fall and it tore him up emotionally.

Also, Ts and Ps regarding your double quote issues.

 
I'm done (for now) with the woe is me stuff. This thread helped me more than anyone will ever know on a number of levels back in the spring when I thought I was going to lose my family and my house. So I'm through with the bellyaching since a lot of people have it worse than me and I'm blessed. I'm a long way from out of the woods but at least I don't wake up at 4am and stare at th ceiling for hours waiting to see what punches me in the balls next.

But man, being an adult can be ducking hard sometimes.
You know what, Abe? I think others' problems seem worse than our own. Was just talking about this with SLB. What you (or Bob or shuke or whoever) have been going through make me feel much more impotent than what I'm dealing with. I've thought about this a lot and I think it's because we have at least SOME control (real or imagined) over our own ####, but none over anyone else's.

I've worried a ton more about you and the other GMTANners than I have about me - dealing with my cancer seems less stressful to methan, say, worrying about how one of you guys is going to provide for his/her family if the job goes south.
It's a form of escape from our own problems to become emotionally involved in others' problems, but it's healthy. There's a lot of evidence that shows that good mental health is directly correlated with social relationships that give rise to this.

 

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