I emailed that I am staying home sick.

I hope to sleep.

M

Dear Mari

Were you able to sleep, or rest?

I am hoping you were, or that you are doing so now. "Sending hugs and good thoughts.

~ waves ~

Yes. I think I slept five or six hours. I am ignoring all email until Saturday -- I have not even logged in since I sent four emails about being sick.

M

oh good
 

((( Mari )))

i am so glad that you managed to sleep! :)
yes, leave email alone for the rest of today - you have already done what was needed.
now, just take care of you for a while.

:heartthrob:

~ waves ~

Glad that you got some sleep in Mari.
HOpe you are able to "catch up" over the weekend.
Keep on taking care of you!
((((HUGS))))
bizi

Hubby and I have to meet my colleague's wife and son for dinner on Sunday. Hubby's' anxiety kicked up so he started complaining about the middle school son. I tried to calm him.
Then I reminded him that Friday /March 16 was the anniversary of my colleague's death and that we can manage to see my colleague's son and hubby can be a grown-up about things.
The last time I saw my colleague, he had handed me the papers, roll books, and passwords to log in for his classes. I assured him that WorkBuddy and I would take care of everything and that he did not have to worry about his students so that he could take care of himself and get strong. He was expected to get better.
About five days later WorkBuddy got the call on his cell phone from the wife. He told me immediately but it was just before my class so I entered class crying and kept trying to teach anyway with tears streaming down my face.
When I got out of class I went upstairs to start throwing away the garbage in Colleague's and WorkBuddy's office. (Those two never cleaned. I kept the good stuff for the wife. Only threw out the trash.)

I have lots of anger about how my work place was not supportive. Yes. We had two memorials.
Even so, only three people gave me hugs/ words of support.
My colleague and friend of 2 1/2 decades was gone.

M

Dear Mari.

I am sending you lots and lots of hugs, right now.
:hug::hug::hug::hug::hug::hug::hug::hug::hug::hug:

i know it is not the same. i am sad for the lack of warmth your fellow coworkers showed, at the time. :(

i hope the dinner with your friend's widow and family goes well, and that hubby's anxiety stays under control. maybe you can tell him you need his support/strength... and/or viceversa, that you aren't able to be strong for him at this moment, because you are grieving. you get my drift.

25 years is a long time to know someone. and this was a friend too. you don't get over it in a month or two, or a year either.

thank you for sharing about this. please continue to share when you feel like it. we are listening.

'Sending warm thoughts, and all my sympathy. :Heart:

~ waves ~

Mari

I hope the dinner goes well or went well. I can't seem to concentrate
on time right now. So I missed that.

I agree totally with Waves, Hubby needs to be the supportive one this
time. I hope he could attend this with you and do just that.

Donna:grouphug::hug:


:circlelove:

Thank you for sharing.
I wish you some peace with this dinner. HOping that hubby's anxiety lessens and that you can come out alright.
hugs to you today
(((((HUGS)))))
love bizi

insurance talk with hubby
 

Hubby got around to explaining that he has been bothered all week after the inspection by the a representative from our homeowners insurance. That explains his major grumpiness.

My options were along these lines:
1 ignore him while he is getting increasingly wired /weird/ mean/anxious
2 ignore him while he reaches out to a neighbor, his yoga friends, and to anyone who will listen about the bad insurance company
3 tell him to be nice anyway
4 tell him to calm himself
5 talk him through the emailed insurance report, find him links on line, explain things like hurricanes, roofing, and so on


I chose #5.
He is fine now and has a plan to call people, learn more, consider strengthening the roof to satisfy the insurance company, . . .

This cost me my Saturday!!!!!! I was not able to get anything done because my focus was off. I could not find a way back to my own head -- I do not know if that makes sense but it stinks.

We do have peace in our home. I even sewed two buttons on his favorite pants. He feels tended. I am annoyed.

M