I haven't written in a while. I spent a lot of time last week trying to get the leaky roof fixed at our condo in Maine. The caretaker is an asshole that I've known since I was little. I don't know what ever happened between him and my father, but he has held a grudge for the 35 years that I've known him. He's an old fart, probably in his late 70s. He was tryng to take charge of the maintenance for this leaky roof, but he didn't return an single phone call. Today, he lost the keys that we left for a contractor, and our cleaner couldn't get in to clean for the new renter this week. Cripe.
I have been bummed about church. I am switching to one closer to my house and much smaller. The problem for me is that I've been doing a card ministry through my church for probably 8 years. I send cards to seniors who are shut-in or homebound. I have 30 people that I send cards to every month, and many write back. I won't be able to continue that if I switch churches. Bummer. I still think it's the right move, but it is hard to leave. I have a couple of good friends from that church. I know I'll keep in touch with one in particular.
I took my kids to the new church last week. They like it. Tomorrow we'll go to a different service there to see which one they like best. It's a very welcoming and warm place. I find that my anxiety is much lower there.






I'm glad your kids like the new church. That makes the decision much easier.
I struggled with a lot of doubts, when I quit my Toastmasters group & basically abandoned ship as their President. I felt bad, but the decision was right for me. One of my friends pointed out too that I was doing it for my family too, which I was. I was concerned about TM interfering with a new job, etc. So, family comes first. You have to do what you have to do. Then, in time, everyone will accept the change and move on. It's just hard for a while.
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