A vacation that I call work!

I hope you didn't read what I posted before. You hit a hot button and I responded without thinking. IF you did read it please consider what I said an knee jerk reaction and accept my appologies. 

I said that you were very lucky to have parents to help then realized that you were not complaining about helping them but only on how tired you felt. As the one member of a family of four who spent a lot of vacation time with my husband helping my parents I know how you feel.  Just go on helping them and storing up good memories.  

I don't think I could move in 100 degree heat.

 Sounds like the real estate agent from h

...such a lazy, not to mention rude, realtor.  I've heard of similar circumstances where the elderly are treated as if they're too dumb to live.  Hello, didn't we (the younger generation) get here thanks to them, and not the other way around?  Anyway, I don't blame you one iota for ranting and raving for their sakes... and for your anger at the injustice.  Your parents are blessed to have a daughter who cares and loves them enough to stand up for them.  Glad you were able to help them get settled in.

Now, you take it easy and rest with your books.  It'll help to take your mind off your stress and frustration.  I'm sending (((hugs))) of understanding your way!

It always stuns me to hear of such obnoxious behavior, I'm sorry your family had to deal with such a rude realtor.

I hear you about the blogs and wondering if anyone is reading them. I was writing slightly longer reviews and the occasional blog, but since no one seemed to be reading I have reduced my reviews to a couple of lines and I don't post any blogs anymore. It is discouraging. I do try to visit other folks blogs because this is what gives us a sense of community...

ah, the dilemma of too little time and too much to do.

Don't feel neglected, please!  And don't ever stop blogging!  I read a lot of the posts, even if I don't comment on all of them.  I love my friends here at eHarl.  But like Kaelee mentioned, there's so little time and so much to do.  Nancy, you have always been especially kind to me, one of the first people here at eHarl to make me feel welcomed to the site... and please don't think it's taken for granted.  Same goes for you, Deb!  And I'm glad if anything I said on my earlier comment made you feel better.   

hope you get some good reading done soon

Kaelee - yes we all seem to know each other, but we were once newbies too so just jump in to discussions you're interested in, I do try to be nice - I'm just in a depressed frustrated mood at the moment, so I'm trying not to spread the non joy

Hugs

Sadhbh 

Like others who are finding the eharl site large, so am I. I also recognize how limited time is and know that it is impossible to comment on all the various blogs. I read many reviews, but don't comment on many. It is not because I don't care--it's because I have no time. I, too, recognize that this is the reason my reviews don't get much attention--I was just commenting/commiserating, not complaining.  It sounds like quite a few of us have the growing pains blues.

Deb, I haven't posted here til now because, well, you know I am thinking about you. There really is no excuse for such disreputable, unprofessional behavior in real estate agents or mortgage bankers or anyone else. I don't care if it is politically incorrect to say it, people who prey on others, particularly the elderly, are the scum of the earth.

Your parents are lucky to have you. It is very difficult to help parents --- to judge help versus respecting parents' independence. I am glad you brought it up too because I think this is an increasing difficulty women face. We often end up as the caretakers of our own parents ---- and it is hard work even in the best of circumstances.

Jessica Hart wrote a powerful HR about a heroine caring for her mom. Despite the title, it was an amazing story about romance in a heroine of substance. You may not want to read it now so soon afterwards, but I am sure glad someone out there is writing romance heroines for the women of today.

I hope you give you and your own family a treat and find some relaxing time to regroup.

 for telling me where your parents live as I was trying to get a read if it was dry heat or humid heat.  And the winner is humid, so it would feel even hotter and be even harder to work in.  I hope you get a chance to recharge yourself now that you are home.

I knew as soon as I saw the title of your blog entry what it was about Debbie. LOL And I know you're just happy they ARE finally moved after hearing your frustrations over all the fiascoes occurring to get to this point.

Susan and Tommy and Leah leave tonight to go home. I'm glad I got a few days in with Leah even though she's just plain worn out and misses her mom. She's normally the most cheerful toddler you can possibly imagine but she's been a bear these past few days. Poor Tommy is about out of patience and he's usually wonderful with her. He really makes a wonderful dad. Hard to imagine my baby brotehr who has had more than his share of problems by developing some VERY bad habits turning out so well. But having Leah was exactly what he needed. It straightened him right up and made him grow up really quick.

So starting tonight when they all leave, it's just me and my folks the rest of the time I'm here. Looking forward to it since I NEVER have so much time to have my parents all to myself. Dad will be going stir crazy from boredom though wwihtout any of the little ones here. BUt I'm looking forward to the quality time and getting lots of reading in. :-)

Debi, I'm not sure how old your parents are...but would they let you put in the complaint for them?

Kelley, Hope you enjoy your solo time with your parents.  

Debbie,

I SOOO understand and groan with you!  It seems like most of my vacations the past year were surrounding my dad's estate and cleaning out the house he never lifted a finger in. ARG!  How many nails, spare paper clips and rubberbands does one person need, after all?

ANYway, welcome back.  I know your parents really appreciated not only your company, but all the help you gave them.

HUGS!

Crystal

I was in charge of my Uncle's estate. The house he lived in was built in 1911 by my grandfather and I don't think anything was ever thrown away. When we had to clear it out it was so hard. One of the things he kept were the disposible gloves that the health worker used when she visited him. There were bags of them everywhere. Living through the depression had lasting effects on people.

I didn't live through the Depression, but I still hoard stuff. I save the elastics that come on veggies and … well, I won't go into further detail. Suffice to say, I hoard…

Well, I am a Pack-rat Pack-Mouse (mouse sounds cuter & sweeter  ), and my kids have taken after me. My double-car garage is for storage.  Everything has some sentimental value to me, it is very hard for me to throw or give away things (books, clothes, toys, ... etc).  This habit of mine must change, and for the better, working on it, working on it ..., yep, one of these days,

Orchid