The view changes, but the wrench in the gut never does

When there’s nothing to post, there’s usually too much on fire.

To wit: bank threatening to freeze assets, lawn dying mysterious death in spots, children booooored but unwilling to do anything around the house, in debt to my eyeballs and no paycheck in sight, kids off camp all week but have wonderful neighbor with pool and two accompanying children of appropriate age, Phil well into fifteenth day on east coast, torn between finding more affordable digs and preserving childhood home, warmed by rave reviews of session given to national professional association accompanied by realization that the things most appreciated and valued are those I do for love, not money, and that I will die an entertaining pauper. On anti-depressants.

So. Not much to do but pack up the kids, invade neighbor’s pool, help paint a room, find lunch or at least cash for same, contemplate having car windows fixed (smoke came out of switch when tested with nail file, not encouraging), finish laundry, crack a beer, and wait for the day to be over.

How about you?


  1. I think that might be a running theme.  I about passed out when I realized it was July 15th!  I haven’t even cracked my goals list for the summer.  Heck, I haven’t even made the freakin’ list!  I hope things level out for you soon.


  2. Um, I really have nothing to add other than “life sucks”.  Keep your chin up Mindy, I’m rooting for you.

  3. Day #2 of back ache. Mortin and muscle relaxer with white wine chaser while I write paper for summer course and prepare for final. This should all turn out well.
    Oldest son has played 162 hours of Halo I am sure this summer if not this week dang it’s only Tuesday. Youngest son has watched just that many hours of iCarly I am sure. While the whole world has just returned from Disneyland or Hawaii, I am searching the county for Pepsi cans so we can maybe swing the discount night at the boardwalk in Santa Cruz.
    Father on second trip of many more to come to Stanford.
    My last $10 bucks I was saving for a rainy day or a date at In N Out is gone I think I lost it at the Post Office.  I hope who finds it needs it more than I do.
    This is the best summer ever! You are a survior, like the rest of us, of that you can be sure. Our homes are full of love and laughter and what more do we really need? Well maybe a big ole pot of money would help.
    I am sending good thoughts your way.

  4. I hear ya, sister!  Life is sucky right now.  I want it to end.  Not life.  I just want a vacation from it or something!!

  5. Hang in there Mindy… it DOES get better.  And hey, if it helps, I’m reading your book AGAIN (for like the fourth time).  I’ve been up and down all the roads of single parenthood, and am now finally settling into a healthier (better, happier??? whatever) version now that I am stable and married.

    And heck, if you are in the market for some free school supplies… I’ve got a give away going on right now.  :)


  6. This mortgage market is one of the worst in recent history. The problem is also complicated by the fact that banks simply aren’t making loans and thus finding a buyer for your home if you’re in trouble is almost impossible right now.

    Best of Luck!

  7. Hey Mindy,
    Thanks for being so brutally honest.  Not everyone is so brave.  It HAS to get better, right?  We’ve got a baby on the way in a 1 bedroom apartment.  Biggest source of stress is how on earth will the crib fit in my room?

  8. I have just recently discovered your wonderful blog!  And I love your photo sets on Flikr….
    Hang in there…. I have seen many dark dark days, too…. you will make it out the other side!

  9. Life has a funny way of working itself out, and even faster if you help make it to happen.  I hope that you get out of your situation, and to where you want to be in life.  You have a wonderful blog!  You should keep it up.

  10. Mindy

    Boy do I understand your frustration.  Somedays you just want to hide under the blankie and never come out.  I really understand how you feel.  I have a very hectic schedule. I just want to encourage you to hang in there.  Remember to cherish life (the moments) for it is a gift from up above. 

    Be blessed

  11. I’m not a Mom, but I’m a blogger. I got here because Mommy Blogs is one of the top 10 searches on Yahoo! today. You’ve got some big-time advertisers surrounding your text. Presumably, you’re getting some money from the efforts you’re putting into blogging. I know that doesn’t solve the immediate problems. But all my media friends are getting laid off and we’re trying to figure out how to monetize our blogs.

    I don’t know how old you are and you probably don’t want to hear this, but beautiful homes, cars, and even jobs come and go in life. You’ve got your family and that’s all that matters. Our house is in foreclosure. My husband filed bankruptcy (the house is in both of our names) and that prevented them from taking it away from us. (It’s a New York state law.)

    The lady across the street works for the bank and told everyone on the block about the foreclosure, which oddly enough, is private. The bankruptcy is a public issue.

    But you know what? A lot of us are in the foreclosure boat. I don’t feel embarrassed. I’m just trying to hold on to whatever I’ve got. Now, I’ve got to e-mail the publisher who was supposed to have paid me two weeks ago for a copy editing job. This is a publicly traded company, mind you!

    Good luck with your blog and your book! It’s all going to work out for you, I know.—Monica