Weekend Update

Not much going on since my last posting. I’ve been working and arguing with my homeowners insurance and my mortgage company. A couple of weeks ago, a limb broke loose from the oak tree above my home and caused a lot of damage to my roof. The insurance payment is escrowed into my mortgage payment. So, it was only natural that a week after my first claim ever, the mortgage company did not forward the payment for this month. The mortgage company says they no longer do that, and that the letters will be going out this month informing customers, yet they kept my money against my next house note, refusing to refund it. Fortunately, I was able to pay the premium (again) due to a small but unexpected windfall, so now I’m waiting for them to tell me how much they will allow for repairs. The only statement they’ve made that I will have issue with is the replacement of my mattress. It got soaked when rain came into my room, and the adjuster said they would probably just have it cleaned. Hello, this is Texas; one of the hottest, most humid areas in the world during the summer months. We are a breeding ground for mold, and my mattress has become a fluffy petrie dish over the last two weeks, so they will be replacing it, whether they know it or not. That’s why my policy covers contents.
Brad is still doing well other than having been late for school several times. But he is going, and doing his work so I haven’t said much. So far, it looks like he will be able to graduate high school and I will get to watch him walk across the stage. I am looking forward to that, because in my mind it says that I got him safely into adulthood. It’s a huge benchmark for him, although he doesn’t see it that way now, but he will after the fact.
Brian is doing well, but he is feeling abused and being sulky about it. He’s mad that I’ve given Brad a pass on the housework during his work week. But honestly, he’s not here for two or three days at a time. He works twelve hour shifts at the fire department three nights a week, school for seven hours a day, and then the convenience store for 6-8 hours a night. As long as he’s keeping it up at that pace, he isn’t going to be asked to do dishes. Brian doesn’t want to understand that because he actually had to do dishes twice this week, and take the trash to the curb on Tuesday. Please don’t call Child Protective Services on me.
Lisa apologized for her behavior, I told her I was sorry for being so blunt. I also took the advice of an OD friend and told her that I believe that referring to each other in the "boyfriend/girlfriend" category is premature given my feelings about a relationship right now. She says she’s okay with it for now, but wants to revisit the conversation again at the end of the summer. So, on that score I guess I have some thinking to do and decide it I want things to move forward or let it go at that point. I’m still pretty ambivalent at this point.  I like her well enough,  but not ready for a commitment.
Anyway, I should go.  the boys are due home any minute and dinner is ready.
AND NOW…A RAMBLING UPDATE:
Both boys came home, ate and scattered to the winds for the evening, so much for a family night, lol.  I was catching up on entries and realized that Mothers Day came and went without comment from me, so I just want to wish every mom out there a Happy Mother’s Day.
I lost my mom twenty three years ago next November, but she is with me always.  I was blessed to have the best mother in the world.  She was beautiful, physically and spiritually, kind, patient, hard-working, and loved us beyond all human reason.  I never heard my mother speak ill of anyone.  I was only thirty when Mom passed away, but I wouldn’t have been ready had I been one hundred and thirty.  People say children are a gift from God, but she was more of a gift to me than I ever could have been to her.  I love you Mother, I hope God lets you read OpenDiary in Heaven. Bookmark me.