What a difference a week makes.

The weather here has been near summer. Well, for us more like springtime. I
was lucky compared to family members that live around this area. I only lost power for 12 hours, and only had one repair to make on the water line at my house, a joint cracked when frozen lines coming from the community well, and
a piece of ice hit a joint.

The manager of the trailer park where I live has been busy, at least 12
broken lines to repair, and associated repairs to walls etc.

My father had a follow up appointment for the surgery and biopsy he had just before the winter freeze.He and my mother have been staying in a hotel,
because they were already having work done on their house, so the restrooms were out of commission. I'll hopefully find out later today what the results are.

My wife has a follow up Friday with the urologist for the rrsults of her CT scan following up on the surgery she had in November where they removed a kidney and canceroys tumor surrounding it.

Meanwhile, the only thing I can do is putter around, going through my plants I've been growng in what now seems a futile attempt to start up a small
nursery business. It's still too early to tell, but even if at least some of those survive, they won't recover enough for me to be able to try and sell
for months.

Then, to top things off, we have a new house guest. My late mother-in-law's husband. Neither I nor my wife have ever liked the man. However, he just was released from prison, where he was for killing someone while driving drunk.

He has no family, and my wife is too kind hearted to just turn him out on the street.

--- Mystic BBS v1.12 A46 2020/08/26 (Raspberry Pi/32)
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Hello Barmed!

** On Thursday 25.02.21 - 05:28, Barmed wrote to All:

What a difference a week makes.

[...]

Then, to top things off, we have a new house guest.. He has
no family, and my wife is too kind hearted to just turn him
out on the street.

All that is quite an eventful week for ya. I doubt that there
isn't anyone who hasn't felt overwhelmed with events,
appointments, and surprises all seemingly TOO close together.

I had an uncle (mom's only brother) who ended up in a sorry
state of drunkeness most of his life. He was instrumental in
affecting the demise of my family's first attempts to make a new
life in rural country; he didn't pay his fair share of farm
operations and spending most of it pissing it away on booze.

But decades later, one day he came calling for help. He needed a
place to store a vehicle and some larger things like a fishing
boat for while. I don't remember the full backstory, but I
think he ultimately lost his license to drive and was forced to
move back to a place where he would be closer to medical
services. The car and the boat where his largest movable
assets. Despite the bad history, mom embraced her older brother
anyway. I *think* he stayed with us for a few days - I don't
remember - as most of the day I was in highschool.

He wasn't the kindest of uncles either. Usually after a few
drinks he would resort to insulting people and ...drive.

I primarily remember that he always seemed to reek of booze.

When he was much younger (and happier?) he was a reasonably fun
uncle. There was one time when he convinced a bunch of his
nieces and nephews (myself included) to clammer into his newly
acquired convertable and go for a ride. The convertable was a
cool red colour with white leather interior - and it had a
record player! The record player was the coolest thing to see -
in a car. He closed and retracted the roof several times for
our amusement. As kids, my cousins and I squirmed and climbed
all over the car exchanging seating positions while he was
driving! We played some records over and over. Later, I learned
that he must have been drunk at some point because it was
already getting dark and we weren't delivered back to our
parent's homes.

I *do* remember that I was the last one brought home. My parents
were furious - a little at me - because none of this should have
happened. I remember a little shouting match between uncle and
sister as I walked through the front door of the house. I would
have been not older than 7yrs at the time.

Hope your new guest is manageable.

--- OpenXP 5.0.49
* Origin: (} Pointy McPointFace (21:4/106.21)

What a difference a week makes.

The weather here has been near summer. Well, for us more like springtime. I
was lucky compared to family members that live around this area. I only lost power for 12 hours, and only had one repair to make on the water line at my house, a joint cracked when frozen lines coming from the community well, and
a piece of ice hit a joint.

The manager of the trailer park where I live has been busy, at least 12
broken lines to repair, and associated repairs to walls etc.

My father had a follow up appointment for the surgery and biopsy he had just before the winter freeze.He and my mother have been staying in a hotel,
because they were already having work done on their house, so the restrooms were out of commission. I'll hopefully find out later today what the results are.

My wife has a follow up Friday with the urologist for the rrsults of her CT scan following up on the surgery she had in November where they removed a kidney and canceroys tumor surrounding it.

Meanwhile, the only thing I can do is putter around, going through my plants I've been growng in what now seems a futile attempt to start up a small
nursery business. It's still too early to tell, but even if at least some of those survive, they won't recover enough for me to be able to try and sell
for months.

Then, to top things off, we have a new house guest. My late mother-in-law's husband. Neither I nor my wife have ever liked the man. However, he just was released from prison, where he was for killing someone while driving drunk.

He has no family, and my wife is too kind hearted to just turn him out on the street.

--- Mystic BBS v1.12 A46 2020/08/26 (Raspberry Pi/32)
* Origin: theoasisbbs.ddns.net:1357

Hello Barmed!

** On Thursday 25.02.21 - 05:28, Barmed wrote to All:

What a difference a week makes.

[...]

Then, to top things off, we have a new house guest.. He has
no family, and my wife is too kind hearted to just turn him
out on the street.

All that is quite an eventful week for ya. I doubt that there
isn't anyone who hasn't felt overwhelmed with events,
appointments, and surprises all seemingly TOO close together.

I had an uncle (mom's only brother) who ended up in a sorry
state of drunkeness most of his life. He was instrumental in
affecting the demise of my family's first attempts to make a new
life in rural country; he didn't pay his fair share of farm
operations and spending most of it pissing it away on booze.

But decades later, one day he came calling for help. He needed a
place to store a vehicle and some larger things like a fishing
boat for while. I don't remember the full backstory, but I
think he ultimately lost his license to drive and was forced to
move back to a place where he would be closer to medical
services. The car and the boat where his largest movable
assets. Despite the bad history, mom embraced her older brother
anyway. I *think* he stayed with us for a few days - I don't
remember - as most of the day I was in highschool.

He wasn't the kindest of uncles either. Usually after a few
drinks he would resort to insulting people and ...drive.

I primarily remember that he always seemed to reek of booze.

When he was much younger (and happier?) he was a reasonably fun
uncle. There was one time when he convinced a bunch of his
nieces and nephews (myself included) to clammer into his newly
acquired convertable and go for a ride. The convertable was a
cool red colour with white leather interior - and it had a
record player! The record player was the coolest thing to see -
in a car. He closed and retracted the roof several times for
our amusement. As kids, my cousins and I squirmed and climbed
all over the car exchanging seating positions while he was
driving! We played some records over and over. Later, I learned
that he must have been drunk at some point because it was
already getting dark and we weren't delivered back to our
parent's homes.

I *do* remember that I was the last one brought home. My parents
were furious - a little at me - because none of this should have
happened. I remember a little shouting match between uncle and
sister as I walked through the front door of the house. I would
have been not older than 7yrs at the time.

Hope your new guest is manageable.

--- OpenXP 5.0.49
* Origin: (} Pointy McPointFace (21:4/106.21)