Tuesday, April 29
Apr. 29th, 2025 10:24 pmToday I am grateful for:
Decent sleep.
Beautiful weather.
In my call to my Sweetie today (I call him at work when I get up, we talk for a few minutes about what we're planning to do, etc.) I felt myself getting quite frustrated about things that need doing. Things that have been "on our plate" for a long time now.
The first one is the trying to move money out of a pension in the U.S to Canada. It was through his work when we lived in Wyoming years ago. We have gotten no real answers from people at the bank and so on, but there was a more promising lead through our Canadian pension holding company (Sunlife). My husband has talked to someone from Sunlife, they gave him some direction, he just has to "generate some paper", but he hasn't done it yet, and it has that feel to it that he's in no hurry.
This has been something I've been after him to do for well over two years now, and while I do appreciate that he hasn't had much help, if he now has a clear direction, he should be putting some energy into it.
The second thing, is we're back into "building season", and last year we ran out of time to get a car port built beside the garage to replace the crappy tarp-covered metal frame. For years, the tarp tears apart, and we put a new on one. Year after year. In the meantime, the things stored inside really aren't protected. They might as well just by lying out in the weather.
Last fall we had guys lined up to do the work, the money to do it, and my husband needed to put in some pilings, and then it got too cold to do the work.
So here we are, it's spring, and if he doesn't get the permit and put in the pilings, the guys will be booked for the summer.
He's saying he can get the permit sorted out "in the next few weeks". By then, the guys will be booked with work.
There's other stuff too, like the cracked window that never gets fixed. All the other endless work.
When I hear him say "I will do it soon...of course I'm on it" I feel like he's just placating me, because it DOESN'T GET DONE.
So I talked with Sister E to vent, and she suggested counselling, as one does, and I wonder if that would really help or if I would just be even angrier at him that we actually had to go to a third party to get something done.
He got home in time to come with me to see River. I asked R if I could come earlier today because there is a Craft Center general meeting tonight.
River's breathing wasn't great, so no cantering, but I really wanted his walk and trot to at least be a bit peppy. Not an easy task.
We worked for a while in the indoor arena, out of the wind, and for a while in the outdoor arena.
He did okay, but his breathing sucked. He would do better if we had some rain to knock down the dust.
It felt kind of hurried and abrupt, but I hate to miss a session with him.
We basically headed home to change clothes, and headed in the opposite direction to town for the meeting.
It was reasonably well attended with the same people who have been attending most of the meetings this year. For there being something like 140 ish people in the craft center, having about 15 members show up seems like a lackluster attendance.
The meeting was pretty straight forward, nothing too crazy, but I'm glad my Sweetie came. If he's going to be in the pottery studio, he needs to at least TRY to be involved in how it's run.
We did see a few people there that are always fun to talk with.
Then we came home, returned Dandy, and ate. Too late to watch something together.
Last night I watched "The Secret of Kells", and it is such an incredibly beautiful film. It's animated, using the style of the Book of Kells. A must see for anyone who loves beautiful art.
Decent sleep.
Beautiful weather.
In my call to my Sweetie today (I call him at work when I get up, we talk for a few minutes about what we're planning to do, etc.) I felt myself getting quite frustrated about things that need doing. Things that have been "on our plate" for a long time now.
The first one is the trying to move money out of a pension in the U.S to Canada. It was through his work when we lived in Wyoming years ago. We have gotten no real answers from people at the bank and so on, but there was a more promising lead through our Canadian pension holding company (Sunlife). My husband has talked to someone from Sunlife, they gave him some direction, he just has to "generate some paper", but he hasn't done it yet, and it has that feel to it that he's in no hurry.
This has been something I've been after him to do for well over two years now, and while I do appreciate that he hasn't had much help, if he now has a clear direction, he should be putting some energy into it.
The second thing, is we're back into "building season", and last year we ran out of time to get a car port built beside the garage to replace the crappy tarp-covered metal frame. For years, the tarp tears apart, and we put a new on one. Year after year. In the meantime, the things stored inside really aren't protected. They might as well just by lying out in the weather.
Last fall we had guys lined up to do the work, the money to do it, and my husband needed to put in some pilings, and then it got too cold to do the work.
So here we are, it's spring, and if he doesn't get the permit and put in the pilings, the guys will be booked for the summer.
He's saying he can get the permit sorted out "in the next few weeks". By then, the guys will be booked with work.
There's other stuff too, like the cracked window that never gets fixed. All the other endless work.
When I hear him say "I will do it soon...of course I'm on it" I feel like he's just placating me, because it DOESN'T GET DONE.
So I talked with Sister E to vent, and she suggested counselling, as one does, and I wonder if that would really help or if I would just be even angrier at him that we actually had to go to a third party to get something done.
He got home in time to come with me to see River. I asked R if I could come earlier today because there is a Craft Center general meeting tonight.
River's breathing wasn't great, so no cantering, but I really wanted his walk and trot to at least be a bit peppy. Not an easy task.
We worked for a while in the indoor arena, out of the wind, and for a while in the outdoor arena.
He did okay, but his breathing sucked. He would do better if we had some rain to knock down the dust.
It felt kind of hurried and abrupt, but I hate to miss a session with him.
We basically headed home to change clothes, and headed in the opposite direction to town for the meeting.
It was reasonably well attended with the same people who have been attending most of the meetings this year. For there being something like 140 ish people in the craft center, having about 15 members show up seems like a lackluster attendance.
The meeting was pretty straight forward, nothing too crazy, but I'm glad my Sweetie came. If he's going to be in the pottery studio, he needs to at least TRY to be involved in how it's run.
We did see a few people there that are always fun to talk with.
Then we came home, returned Dandy, and ate. Too late to watch something together.
Last night I watched "The Secret of Kells", and it is such an incredibly beautiful film. It's animated, using the style of the Book of Kells. A must see for anyone who loves beautiful art.