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Thanks--but he can well afford the house on his own income (he is doing very well and is very marketable as an environmental lawyer in a state where there is a lot of stuff happening on that front) so I'm not worried about that scenario happening, but it's still definitely time to just get this thing done.Quote:
Originally Posted by iris lilies
I was thinking about this principle, that things feel like they will stay the same forever, and then can abruptly end--thinking of it in terms of my mom's death, and working on her estate. Also in terms of health, where things go on and on (like my knee problems) and they feel like they will go on forever, and then things shift. Or my mom's medical examiner case. Lots of things that have felt like I am in limbo over the past couple of years, and how will energy shift when they are done?
Limbo is a crappy place to be in. I remember when we were in the crapper big time. We stopped paying the mortgage because we had no money, and we figured we'd get kicked out in a matter of a couple of months, and it extended to well over a year before we were able to strike a deal with the bank and walk away. Limbo, dogmatically speaking isn't hell, but it sure felt like it. You couldn't plan. We certainly weren't going to put money into the place. We didn't know what school the kids would be in next fall, or if we should even start looking for a new place, or wait? We didn't know when the bank would lower the boom.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tybee
But once we graduated from limbo everything was great--wonderful even. We had a place we belonged to and had a new start and this new start legitimized our existence and put us at peace.
For some reason a corollary to limbo is the Buddhist concept of the bardo. My son gave me George Saunders' Lincoln at the Bardo--even though I follow a lot of Buddhists, I had never heard of Bardo as a concept. There's a lot to learn from in studying that transitional state.
Anyway, Tybee, I hope your limbo doesn't last long, and the energy will shift in a very positive way for you.
Thank you--it is encouraging to hear how much things turned around and you had a new start. I feel like I am ready for a new start--it is waiting for closure, like you say. I like this idea of graduating from limbo. I am so tired of not being able to plan. That's been the worst.
And like you say, it's an energy shift and a perception shift. Re the Bardo--I definitely felt my dad's energy shift post death, although it felt he was very close to us, he lingered in the living room for a long time. While I feel his presence, I know he has graduated from limbo--not sure how I know, it's a perception shift, I guess.
My rant for the day is that AI consumer help is not helpful. I have spent hours trying to cancel an app purchased at Google Play and they send me the same old instructions that have nothing to do with what I asked. Meanwhile, the app continues to ding me every month for a charge. Perhaps it is by design...
Yep. Ordered something from Amazon. Made sure I ordered the right thing by checking many times before hitting the button. Then the wrong thing arrives, have to return at UPS store and then look for refund and says it is to be a gift card. Again, I checked the refund not to be a gift card. Customer service number at Amazon is nowhere to be found. Had to do a google check to find it. Hopefully, it will be refunded correctly or I will call the credit card I used to purchase. I hate shopping!Quote:
Originally Posted by pinkytoe
I’m sad and a little in shock to see a building in Hermann entirely painted over in a flat white paint. It had beautiful Art Deco multi colored brick work. The building design itself was a big square box, completely uninteresting, but it was the cladding that made it a head turner.
Oh my God, why would somebody do that? DH said they did it because it’s cheaper than Tuckpointing argh!!!
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Originally Posted by iris lilies
My mother--never known as shy--would have had my father stop the car so she could berate the owners for thei poor choice of paint jobs, as she did when some tasteless clown repainted my grandmother's stately classic home barn red, or some such color. My parents were the epitome of "opposites attract."
Still waiting on the medical examiner. Just got off phone with my son who was the only person who reacted like I did--he also found it weird and unsettling.