won't you buy me a color tv
Mar. 17th, 2014 11:09 amWell, spring break hasn't been much of one, yet, but then again it's just been the weekend so far, and I drove up to Michigan City Friday to help my dad and aunt and uncle disassemble the heart of the realm, my grandparents' grand old lakeshore house: it's going on the market, and some of those drawers hadn't been touched since the 60s. Found some fabulous old stuff, opened a lot of dear memories - good, but still pretty intense. It's the end of an era, the turning of a page. Grandmother seems well in her new digs at the retirement home, & was able to take her old dog there with her, so that's good. And my insurance adjuster thinks the report of my car accident last month is in error, and that I was not at fault, that I was going straight through a green light when the truck hit me; hopefully I'll be able to get the necessary emendations on the police report and recoup some money, but just knowing that I didn't screw up is really nice. I'm working on self-forgiveness, but it's still a lot easier to be let off the hook.
Watching The X-Files for feels, Shameless for family-related processing. Last week I was whinging to my therapist about having to deal with the police in re: the accident report, and she asked me why it was a problem for me. I told her that cops were for running from, not talking to - and after a weekend going through family history I can fully grok where I came by that impression.
Watching The X-Files for feels, Shameless for family-related processing. Last week I was whinging to my therapist about having to deal with the police in re: the accident report, and she asked me why it was a problem for me. I told her that cops were for running from, not talking to - and after a weekend going through family history I can fully grok where I came by that impression.
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Date: 2014-03-17 08:09 pm (UTC)You're not the only one who looks at Shameless and sees home.