Yes, I’m Still Around

Sheesh… where to even start?

We relocated Casa Cuckoo to a two bedroom condo in mid July. Our last day at our home of fourteen years was also the beginning of Ben’s Summer Break from school. Great timing, right?!

The move was rushed and chaotic. The week before had the owners starting work in the yard, and house. To be brief, immidately after we left, the house was taken down to the studs, with some outer walls removed, and my beloved Pecan Tree was chopped down.

We moved to a different burb, about seven miles west, with the hospital where Daughter works almost exactly in the middle between our old place and the new one. It’s much smaller, with only two bedrooms instead of three, but we have two bathrooms instead of one. We have a patio, and we’re on the ground floor… important for Ben.

I’d love to show pictures of my new neighborhood, which is older, and very cute, but my media file is full, and finances suck. Rent on the new place is $600 more a month. Rent in SoCal is ridiculously expensive! $2500 for a two bedroom, at just under 800 sq feet is about average for a decent place.

We have Zeus with us, which was a hurdle since he’s a big dog. We also have Sven, but our cats ran off during  the moving commotion. They were always allowed to come and go, so we knew it was a possibility. It still hurts though.

Daughter has fully recovered. It’s amazing that this time last year we were still waiting to get her listed for a liver transplant. We joke that we’re mutants in our family. We get random, bizarre health problems, and we also heal amazingly well.

Ben is still growing, but it’s much slower. I’m still taller than him at 6′, but only an inch or two. He outweighs me by at least fifty pounds, and he’s much stronger than me. He’s Sixteen now, his birthday was earlier this month. He’s still going to the same school, and we’re actually in the same high school district. In a lucky twist, his bus driver is the same driver from the old place, Ben’s place on the route just changed. Instead of being first pickup and last drop-off, it’s reversed.   He doesn’t spend ninety minutes each way anymore, which is good, but it’s a shorter window of Ben-free time for me.

Younger is teaching, and otherwise doing well. They’re dealing with Life stuff, and approaching their 30th birthday, and slogging along.

I am still on oral medication, waiting to get my Intrathecal Pain Pump replaced. My new pain doctor did a dye test, and the tubing from the pump to the catheter in my back (all under the skin) is gunked up, and needs to be replaced, along with the pump itself. We’re waiting on available O.R. time. The oral medication is better than nothing, but it is far from ideal.

So, that’s the latest. Life at Casa Cuckoo is still the chaos it’s always been, we just have a different address. I’m still lurking, but I’ve mostly Unplugged. I can’t deal with all the Noise on the interwebs with upcoming election, the wars, and all the horrible things of the next headline. I’m keeping my Zen and riding out my second Saturn Return (exact in May 2026) in the middle of all this chaos.

I’m good, just quiet. I will be posting more often, I just don’t know when. I still haven’t unpacked all the stuff from the move😂

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BIG HUGS!!

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