So, NOW WHAT???

Can't wait to hear the next installment of this ongoing saga!

YOU GO, GIRL!!!

I dunno, Twink.

I'm thinking maybe I need a nice long nap.



and a big hug or two.

here comes Excedrin Headache #666.

Excuse me..I must have misunderstood you. This is a friend? Oh you have much more control over your temper then I do dear lady. I'd show her the door and caution her about letting it hit her in the ****.

Alffie, I've been taking it all with a MASSIVE grain of salt, because she's so miserable, and forlorn, I've tried to assume she's just lost in that hideous stage of grieving and denial, and is just blind to how her actions are affecting us.

and she's always sorry... sorry she left the gate open, sorry she forgot to close the window, and it rained on my futon, sorry she didn't know I wanted more coffee, etc etc etc.

plus, she's really really smart, widely read, and a world-traveler, now working on a guidebook, and before that, was a photojournalist in warzones like Bosnia and Sarajevo, and Guatemala, so, she's tough, strong, witty, wild, and wonderful.

but right NOW, she's in an emotional toilet, and I don't know how to get her OUT of it, and it seems like she's irritating me much more than bringing pleasure (stimulating conversation, politics, archaeology, feminism, art, architecture, and photography) there's hardly anything she can't discuss intelligently, and skillfully,...

so yeah, she IS my friend, but right about now, that friendship's in serious jeopardy.



what if I toss her out, and she goes and does something horrible?



so you see my dilemma?

Well you are a dear good friend to her but you cannot let anyone hold you hostage to the threat of suicide. She sounds like a neat lady before it all hit the fan...does she pray? Has she read The Shack? Hugs for you.

(((Kay)))

Here's what I'd do... ... and then a little bit o this ... ... and finish with a little bit o this ...

Yer friend seems to be doing a lotta this ...

Tell her aloha ... ... then go outside and continue merrily with your ...

It kinda reminds me of my best friend who is a recovering alcoholic. Way back when I took her and her 2 daughters in many times. Watched her vomit blood in the morning, walk to the freezer, and commence to suckin on a new bottle of vodka.

Then it started wearing on me really bad. She kept digging herself deeply until she was impossible to be around and I asked her to go home. We didn't speak for almost a year. Only then did we speak because she ended up in a hospital for treatment and I took her daughters for 2 months.

The lady needs to quit taking advantage of you and go home and if she doesn't have one, needs to find one and go there. Your health and sanity are too important. She's taking huge advantage of you.

I see why you're worried to ask her to leave but...as we've talked about before in some instances...if she's going to do herself in, she's going to do it.

And right now I'm berry at her!

I have some great ***** kickin boots and be there in a moment's notice if ya need some help.

Sheesh, you must have salt grains the size of bowling balls! How do you DO it? *shaking head


What does your dear husband have to say about this? Surely he must be sick of her by now???

okay, she's announced that she's leaving on Tuesday.



we're generous and loving folks, Twink, but I don't think that my husband gets it that inflation has SKYROCKETED around here lately...

Belize inflation highest in twenty-five years!

Friday, 24 October 2008

The cost of living in Belize jumped nearly ten percent between August last year and August this year, according to a hot new survey by the Statistical Unit of Belize. That’s the highest increase recorded in the last 25 years, fuelled by run-away inflation topping 17.9 percent.

http://www.reporter.bz/index.php?opt...k=view&id=3118

we just can't *afford* to be housing and feeding someone, especially when they're an emotional drag as well, and not really contributing work or money...

:sigh:

OK....on Tuesday, the party begins! It'll be potluck.

well Twink, partly because she's an old dear friend, partly because she has MS (although a lot less progressed than mine) and partly because we operate a non-profit msg board together, (hubby, me and her) for expats.

part of why hubby and I get along so goshdarn well, we're both mellow, laid-back, and busy with our shared dream of sustainable farming.

but TWO MONTHS is a leetle beet LONG for a housepest, EVEN if they're in a cabana a hundred yards away, especially if they're always over HERE, sitting around, bemoaning their ruined life.



but two more days, yeah, I can handle that...

potluck, Alffe, THAT's funneh !! considering the state of the economy, that's the only way to go nowadays!