It's a rainy Monday morning here. Temps will still be in the low 70s today but drop back down to the 50s tomorrow and through the rest of the week. Forecast shows today and tomorrow will be rainy. Once again, glad we got the final yard work done on Saturday!
We had planned on going to a local apple orchard yesterday morning. It's one of the biggest in the area, but in all my life of living in the same area, I've never been to it. Hubby and I got more interested in the place during our time selling at the local farmers market because that orchard would also sell there. So yeah, it was the Minnesota Vikings bye week, weather was great, we had nothing else going on . . . but in the morning we decided not to go. Part of it was that we don't need to be spending extra money, and another part of it was that all the yummy bakery treats we would have seen would have been things I shouldn't eat. We've also had other things on our minds lately and decided to just relax at home instead.
I made pumpkin spice pancakes (that mix from Walmart) for breakfast, then got the ton of dishes done and the kitchen cleaned up. I'd been neglecting it the couple days before because we'd been doing stuff. It was really bothering me by Sunday morning! LOL Anyway, got that all cleaned up, started laundry, played my wizard game for a while, and then at noon we settled in for our usual afternoon of football and Yahtzee. Packers lost AGAIN! Hahahahahaha! We are so happy about that. As mentioned, the Vikings did not play this week.
Hubby and I had several discussions throughout the day, most of them very depressing. We decided we probably will not do the farmers market next year, or maybe even the next few years. He's tired of feeling pressed for time trying to create things for Achy Joints. The break we took this year was supposed to be so we could get some other things taken care of but we never did anything about those things. His shop was never totally finished back when he and his friend rebuilt the barn. They'd just gotten it to a usable point, excited to be able to make things, and figured the other things would be finished over time. So the shop is still without heat, has no dust collection system, still needs to be finished in some areas like under the roof eaves. He'd like to have a ceiling put in to help with lighting, and with heating costs. We need to find a better setup for the saw mill, and get going milling all the logs we have piled up around the shop yard. Just tons of stuff like that.
Hubby also admitted that he's had the sobering realization that he will most likely not be able to retire early, like he'd really been hoping to. This came after talking to my old coworker at the local event last weekend. That guy now sells insurance and Medicare plans. Hubby said just hearing the prices of such things is what made him realize he won't be retiring early.
That, of course, led to a discussion about whether or not I should go back to work, even if it's just part-time. When I was struggling so much in the final year or so at my job, it was hubby who said, "Maybe it's time to just quit." I asked him what he meant, quit that job and find something else? Or quit working all together. He said quit all together. Our goal at the time had been for me to work until our house was paid off but the situation got so out of hand that I just couldn't make it that far. I've been plagued by guilt ever since I quit, seeing hubby coming home each day with all his aches and pains, and hearing about his work related stress. It's one of the reasons I haven't been fully able to just relax and embrace my 'retired' status. I've thought here and there about getting a part-time job, something simple and close to home. And now the conversations from yesterday have me all stressed out, thinking that's what I need to do. Hubby never said he wanted me to go back to work, but he also didn't say 'No no, don't worry about it.' His lack of comments on the situation has me thinking that yes, he wishes I'd go find a job.
And then, like all of that wasn't depressing enough, I got an email from one of my brothers asking if I'd be willing to be his person who takes over his accounts when he dies. (I don't know what the name is, POD, but I don't remember what the 'D' is in this situation. Power of D-------) He explained that if he dies first, his wife will be that person, and then when she dies, her oldest son will get it. But if she dies first, because my brother has no kids of his own, the responsibility would come to me. She is 10 years older than him, but he has MS, so you never know what could happen. They'd already talked to me a couple years ago about the house. He owns the house we grew up in. Similar situation, if he dies first the house will go to his wife, only this time when she dies the house goes to me instead of her oldest son. If she dies first, the house will then go to me after he dies.
His email was troubling to me because of a rumor that's been quietly going around among some of my siblings, a rumor that this brother with MS also has cancer. I've dismissed this all along because the way one sibling keeps telling it makes no sense, and I would think the family would have been told if there really was cancer. I mean, when he was diagnosed with MS years ago, they informed the whole family. So yeah, I've dismissed the rumor . . . until now. This email, is he just getting all his ducks in a row because we're all getting old now? Or is there something more? I did finally ask him when I replied but haven't heard back yet.
So this led hubby and I into another discussion of how it's kind of a huge mental burden to be the responsible ones that everyone turns to. He takes care of his dad and is his dad's medical power of attorney, or whatever that is called. I take care of my mom and am her medical power of attorney. I could be responsible for my brother's house, and now responsible for his accounts after death. I had to fill out my own medical power of attorney papers when I was in the hospital last year, and that was kind of jarring. Hubby's best friend/coworker asked us to be guardians of his autistic daughter if anything should ever happen to him. (She's an adult now but can't live on her own. It's already arranged that she would go to a group home if something were to happen to her dad, so we'd only really be signing papers and making sure things happened in that situation.) Ya know, on one hand it's nice that people feel so confident in us, but on the other hand it's like 'Enough! We don't want your burdens dumped on us!'
It was quite a deep and heavy mental day. Maybe we SHOULD have gone to the orchard just to lighten things up!
Day 24 of my old family Halloween photos . . .
2009 - Another year of carved pumpkins. Those little tools and stencils really were a game changer for making jack o' lanterns! Again, I don't remember which was mine. I'm thinking maybe the witch/moon one. Even with those handy little tools, I still wasn't ambitious enough to do finely detailed designs. lol