Tag Archive: friends

Major Stuph

Saturday I drove to St. Matthews, SC for a housefilk at Larry and Deborah Kirby’s house. Had a grand time, might have been 20 people there but for the most part it was Larry, me, and Frank Parker, then Teri Wachoviak, and then Harry Coburn with a couple of other songs by others. Teri made my head explode with praise for my performances. I spent the night, and drove back Sunday.

Sunday afternoon Suzanne and I looked at how to go about getting her to move here on a Marriage Visa (K-1). Its going to cost $390 for the visa itself, but filing to get the process started is free, so I printed out the paperwork and filled it in. I made a copy, and was going to mail it Monday, but… noticed that nobody had proposed to anybody. So I called Suzanne and did so. She is now bouncing around the room up there in Longueuil, PQ.

So here is how it works. I have to mail this document to somebody in the government (have to look that up, but shouldn’t be difficult). After the initial document is approved, a case number is assigned, and the matter is referred to the US Consulate in Canada (the website says only the Montreal office handles these, but perhaps the Halifax office can, as by the end of this month she will be back at her father’s house in New Brunswick). Then after all the interviews and such, they bill me for the K-1 Visa and it goes through, and then I go pick her up and drive back to Tennessee. We have a full year to finish the task, and if not completed she can go back to Canada. If successful, she applies for permanent residency with the skids already greased.

OK?

Hugs,
Me

North Carolina

I drove today to Connie’s to sell her a computer I bought for either her or her sister, and did other work on both laptops and some on her printer and her desktop computer. I came home with a good day’s wages, a little better than if I had been driving around for Uber so it was a good day to take off. I have a printer to sell and will take another printer to her later. This is much more fun and a little more remunerative than driving for Uber, but it’s back to the driving tomorrow.

And another month went by…

I was silent the entire month of June. Things are still developing, just not as quickly as I would like.

I can’t get unemployment. Not because I’m on Disability, but because I can’t work full time (because of my disability).

The trailer I’m moving to has had to be completely redone, and is not ready yet. It may be ready by the end of this week to move SOME things in, but probably not ready to move me and the kitties.

I did get approved as an Uber driver. I’m not sure whether that’s a good or bad thing, but it might help.

I stopped selling stuff because I don’t know where I’ll be when it’s time to mail it out. Or it’s too stressful to balance in the rest of my life-in-turmoil.

I will be going tonight to hear Emmie perform in Knoxville. I will be going tomorrow to give Connie her new laptop (“Mobile Workstation” – this thing is HUGE) and install RAM on her desktop, and do other things, hopefully remembering to take her old laptop so I can use or sell it. And on Thursday, I hope to get up early enough to check on the work on the trailer.

My desktop is still not working, but I’ll either get it fixed after I move or start uing one of the computers John left me. They probably run circles around mine anyhow.

Lots of emotional stuff going on. No need to get into that here. Call me if you think I need a hug, or if you do.

My cell phone is working, except it is now on a carrier which does not have service at the cabin. After I move, or whenever I’m out and about, I can be reached on it. If you think I’m at the cabin, call me at (865) 344-7156.

Hugs,
Me

Flying Out the Door

I’ve been posting some things for sale, found among what John N left me, on eBay, Craigslist, and a more-local app called LetGo. I apparently have been pricing things low, because they are being snapped up. I will likely be able to get through June nicely if this keeps up, and I haven’t yet posted that much of it. Of course I’ll want to keep some of it… but it is such a relief that I can clean up my place, which is pretty slammed with all this stuff, and manage to get some breathing room in the bank account besides.

Nothing new on a job, but I haven’t had a lot of time or a lot of jobs to apply for. I should probably go to the “local” (30 miles away) Job Service Center or whatever they call it here. Might do that after my trip to the Post Office tomorrow to mail off my goods.

My cats have really been loving this time together. Cecil has gotten into the habit of (now several times a day} climbing up on my shoulder and purring. Of course, he’s so large that only his head and front shoulders are on my shoulder; his rear legs are on my belly. But he purrs so well. He only stays there a couple of minutes and then runs off, but he also spends a lot of time in my lap or between my legs (I sit in a recliner most of the time and the footrest opens to a solid piece).

I really appreciate all the love, attention, concern, prayers, energy, candles, etc. that my friends are giving me. It’s still going to be rough for a while, but I thank you for all you do.

Hugs,
Me

Housefilk

We held our third monthly housefilk (Feb, Apr, May – March had us all going to Larry Kirby’s in South Carolina) tonight. It is always such a joy to have Cat Faber and Lauren Cox come over, and this month we added to the number with Cynthia Andresen and Ken Muller. Cyn and Ken stayed until 9, we went on until 10:30. Next month’s housefilk is scheduled for the 20th.

Nothing new today on the job or other means of income.

Hugs,
Me

New Plans

I find myself conflating several goals again. The goal of finding permanent housing has rung a bell with another activist advocate, who is also losing her housing. So we are discussing the likelihood of being long-term housemates. At this point the talks are going quite well. No, I’m not finding another girlfriend (some of you think that my entire life is predicated up on that; you haven’t been watching very well, have you?). I’m finding someone I can trust to keep up her end of a housing situation WHICH I COULD DO BY MYSELF, just because I like helping people.

The area I am looking to move to has a good homeless service organization, a good animal rescue organization, decent services and supports for my needs (and hers). Nothing’s perfect, but the biggest potential fly in the ointment is that somebody else could buy the house I want before I do… and there may be others in the area, although not with all the good stuff this house has.

Just putting it out there. The gods (Universe, etc.) know my heart and what I want to be doing. I hope those of you reading this will add your prayers or energy toward this end.

Hugs,
Me

Treading water

Well, GAFilk is over for another year. I had a terrific time as I always do (that’s why I keep going, y’all) but it’s over. I have no concrete plans for any other cons this year, although there are 3 cons I’m considering (ConCarolinas, OVFF, and Chambanacon, if you’re curious) depending on funds (of which I have virtually none and have run up too much credit card debt).

Even so, I have a high point every year to look forward to, and it’s not all that expensive ($50 or less for the con, $35 for the banquet, half a hotel room, and some food and parking money). I even wrote a new song this year (not a cheerful one, sadly) and got to perform it.

There were around 160 people this year, and I know and love probably half of that number and would say the same about the other half if I took the time to get to know them. It can also be said that, of the people I know and love and/or respect, 80% of them were or had been in that room this year and/or one of the previous four.

Only 51 weeks to go…

Apparently my position is being eliminated on the 21st of this month, although the company claims they have other positions for me. Until they offer one, I have no idea how that will work out, so it’s a bit itchy.

I don’t believe I mentioned that my new coffeepot (42-cup Hamilton Beach percolator) stopped perking after only 10 weeks and they are dragging their feet replacing it even though they have already charged me for the shipping cost. So, no coffee, have to go to Pilot for a while. Which saves me money on gas…

Hugs,
Me

New Year

Like many people, I have not been at my best for the past several weeks. The weather has been strange, with only one very light snowfall yet, and often reaches temperatures in the 70s. Either this is the Winter of Global Warming or we’re being set up.

This weekend, I will be celebrating with many friends at GAFilk. Lots of music, lots of love.

People wonder what this blog is about. I’m a psychiatric survivor, musician, direct support professional, disabled person, pagan priest, bard, friend, online groups manager, science fiction and fantasy fan, reader of much non-fiction, editor… and I love my two cats.

I get criticism that I don’t just pick one subject and blog on it, but that would mean I would need many blogs. This blog reflects my humanity, in all my failures and successes, joys and degradations. I have been trying to make myself the best person I can be, and have had a lot of success in doing so, but it is far from a finished product.

If you are someone I have helped, thank you for being there so that I could practice being the good person I intent to be. If you are someone I have refused to help, thank you for helping me set boundaries on what I can and cannot do.

Hugs,
Me

Synopsis

2015 has been a great year for me. I have a new, permanent home, a new purpose, a new confidence. My role in my Family has grown, as has my role in my various outside activities, helping the homeless and ministering to prisoners and my position as a bard.

I suppose the downside was my burgeoning debt. Some of that debt was incurred to fund my future; some of it was to move, or to fill the needs presented by the new house. Some of it, admittedly, was from poor decisions, not sure if I’ll ever completely get rid of those. 2016 is when I pay for that. So long as I keep my job, this should not be an issue. Aum shrim Mahalaxmiyei svaha!

I’m not really making any resolutions for the new year, other than to consolidate and grow the seeds already planted (and shrink the debt). This will be a very organic year for me, probably won’t be a whole lot for me to report upon other than road signs.

Blessings on all your endeavors!

Hugs,
Me

Update

I taught a workshop and managed two Bardic Circles this past weekend. There were some really good moments and some really good people. Now I get to put my house literally in order for my Barding this Saturday. Emmie is also negotiating a couple of performances for me in the coming months.

The college I went to my first two years away from home keeps sending me magazine updates. I’m sure they are thinly-disguised appeals for donations. But I smile when they get to the part where they mention the latest achievements of past students, like the jock who made my life miserable having completed a long career as a successful women’s basketball coach at the college and being inducted into the Kansas Sports Hall of Fame.

I want so badly to send in my news: Gerald “Moss” Bliss has been installed as Steward of Shernai, the facilities of Triad Bardic College, and on September 27 he will be raised to the status of Elder Bard by the College. He has served the past several years as Master of Bards for the Earth’s Web Community, in which capacity he will continue to serve.

I kinda think that would not get published in the mag…

Hugs,
Me