Riding Life!

Riding Life!
Life is like a wild horse--Unless you ride it, it will ride you! (from the movie: "Princess of Thieves.")

Sunday, August 2, 2009

Ruth and Naomi: the saga continues

I've been side-tracked, ranting about cell phones and being nostalgic about my Dad. Meanwhile, back at the ranch, things are progressing. Those of you who are just tuning in to the little mini-series melodrama of my life can find the back story at my June 16 post, "Ruth and Naomi..." (I cannot get my link thing to work...me, I'm sure)

My mother-in-law is getting settled, but it is a much, much slower process than we had hoped. We are giving ourselves pep talks about how we have no schedule but our own, and I think we're relaxing a bit.

One problem is that I am so stinkin' busy. This is, really, a good thing. I am blessed to have lots of business (although, this is, of course, a mixed blessing in that much business for me means others are divorcing...oh, yes, there's plenty of that, unfortunately). I am working long hours, so there is not a lot of time for me to help MIL settle in physically.

She has contracted for her deck. The materials have been delivered, and we expect construction to begin tomorrow or Tuesday. Her little shed has come and is so very cute. Her carport is on the way; we expect it on Monday as well. So progress is being made.

Still, there are boxes everywhere, and my mother-in-law is finding out that she does not have the stamina she had even two years ago. These pictures were taken a week or so ago, so it's better now; but you can see what we're dealing with:

The main thing is that in spite of our settle-in difficulties, we are happy! One of the most forlorn feelings of being single again was having no one to wonder where I am! It was unexpected for me, but when I realized that I could be as late as I wanted coming home, it also occurred to me that I could run off the road and be in a ditch and no one would know I was late~not good! So, we are accountable to each other, and I think that is a healthy thing. And I think we have both enjoyed having supper mates each night.

She is waiting to get her dog until she is more settled. In the meantime, my two have loved having her here, too. My dogs sleep in the house with me each night. In the morning when I leave for work, they head to "Grandma's house," where they stay all day until I return. When my car turns the driveway, they head home, waiting to greet me. MIL says that they stand guard each day for her, alerting her when the construction guy is approaching or the meter reader arrives. This is probably what Chili looks like to the meter guy.

This is misleading--the photo was snapped while Chili was barking at the horses, and he's never bitten anyone. But the meter guy doesn't know that! MIL loves that security, and I think it is funny how the dogs transfer their "duty stations" dependent upon who is at home! Of course, there is the added attraction for them that she lets them into her house (especially when it is very hot or when it is raining) and, then, there is always that treat thing...Here's Scout with her "I want" look, which is hard to resist.

I'd show you outside pictures (shed, etc.) but, frankly, I'm embarrassed! It's been raining a lot here, so the grass is high. I might be able to mow today (if the rain lets off long enough to let everything dry out).

So, I'm happy to report, we are progressing! Thanks for tuning in again.


KathyB. said...

We spent the latter part of last night visiting with a recently widowed man ( widowered? ), you know, a man who lost his wife due to death. We were discussing with him, as he had already voiced this lament, the fact that there was no one to look out for him in those little things that do matter, and how that is true for some of our friends who were surprised to find themselves divorced in spite of their faith and love for their spouse ( former ).Then I read this post and see some of those very concerns voiced here. It is good you and your MIL have each other, gifts to each other from God.Faithless men ( or women) cannot even begin to compete with the goodness of God , and a fierce love between a MIL and her DIL is a formidable love for sure!

Farmchick said...

This sounds like such a wonderful situation for the both of you....and the dogs seem to be enjoying it as well. What can you say about unpacking, except that it is a long and tedious process, at best.

Anonymous said...

I agree with Farmchick, this is an unusual situation but a blessing. Yes the unpacking is very tiresome. Just the emotional resettling is a stress and then the added physical stress makes for double jeopardy.
Blessings to you both.

Debbie said...

I too am blessed with a great MIL. She is a good friend. I am 54 and don't have the energy-ability I had at 50! Still trying though.
Chili does look ferocious and Scout looks like my Beau. Who could not love that face?
I'm thankful for each of you that you have one another. God's provision is sometimes doled out in unusual manners.
I like the part about not having a time table. With my kids grown and only a Tuesday volunteer position, I have come to like having "time".
But it's nice to have accountability too. I am a new follower; I really enjoy your post.

Anonymous said...

I truly wish I lived closer, C. I would love to help her get settled in.

But, you're right, there is no timetable, so with her wonderful furry protectors during the day, and you to visit with in the evening, I can well imagine that she's happy already -- unpacked boxes and all!

This truly is a Ruth and Naomi story, and I love every word of the whole saga!

jan said...

The 'community' of womenfolk is a gift, whether we are married or single, but particularly when we are single. I hope that when I am at the stage of your MIL, I will have a mixed generation community. It does require flexability of place and 'things', but so worth it...I love it that the dogs have taken on a 'day job'!

Linda Lou Rogers Averitt said...

The pic of the dog made my day, I was expecting to see a friendly dog!! and that look and teeth was a surprize! good dog to have:) don't worry to much about the grass and house it will be here tomorrow:) you can take that two ways, good it can wait or heck no one is going to do it for me!! hugs

Martha said...

Good for you, C, and your MIL. I hardly believe what a jerk your husband is -- to his wife of 38 years and his own mother. I hope you and your MIL are happy on your pretty little farm.

Leslie said...

Thanks for the updates, I look forward to hearing about your MIL's move-in progress. I have to say, I am so impressed that the both of you (you and your MIL) keep going forward, stronger than ever, despite your ex's initial attempts to keep you apart. It is obvious the two of you belong together.

Vickie said...

I think ya'll have such a wonderful story of love and devotion between you and MIL. Looks like things are getting settled and put away. I'm glad the dogs are there for ya'll, too, to help watch over both of you. And you both have each other to stay in touch with. Best wishes to you both. I pray that ya'll will have a long and happy time in each other's company.

Eggs In My Pocket / Yesteryear Embroideries said...

Getting things moved and settled is never an easy thing to go through. But so glad you are all happy. Just love the dog photos! Hope all settles out well for you soon! blessings,Kathleen

joolzmac said...

I love this story -its like a well written novel. I can't wait until the part where C kicks the useless husband between his hanky and his small change pocket! Lol!

Cheers - Joolz

Teresa said...

C - love the posts. I too have found that I can come and go as I please. It is a little lonely, but things are getting better...

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