Hey all, been going thru a difficult time lately. Hubby lost job, tenant's weren't paying for four months and Joe didn't notice. Other tenants haven't been paying whole amount. Trouble with hubby, etc. It has gotten a bit much and I haven't been able to sleep too well lately and getting real depressed.
Well our job offers an Employees Assistance Program wherein you can see a counselor for 6 visits for free without your employee knowing what for. It could be head shrinking, gambling, financial problems, divorce, anything. So I decided to do this.
As I was discussing all my garbage I related a story about my first hubby that tells about what kind of man he is and I love to relate.
My first hubby was 16 years older than me as is his ex-wife Jane. I became friends with her in the course of my marriage to him as we discussed various things with their two kids, Michelle who is 12 years younger than me, and Sean who is 16 years younger.
So after we divorced, the first Thanksgiving, Jane invited me had the kids and invited Patrick and his mother over. Stranger yet, on this occasion where his mother and two children were, he felt it appropriate to bring a photo album over to show a us all the mail order brides he was going to Russia to see and pick his new bride from. (Which he did, by the way).
We all groaned and told him to put them away. The only one interested was the son, I think
Anyway, my head was properly shrunk yesterday, and hoping it will be shrunk in place after the 6 sessions.
Well our job offers an Employees Assistance Program wherein you can see a counselor for 6 visits for free without your employee knowing what for. It could be head shrinking, gambling, financial problems, divorce, anything. So I decided to do this.
As I was discussing all my garbage I related a story about my first hubby that tells about what kind of man he is and I love to relate.
My first hubby was 16 years older than me as is his ex-wife Jane. I became friends with her in the course of my marriage to him as we discussed various things with their two kids, Michelle who is 12 years younger than me, and Sean who is 16 years younger.
So after we divorced, the first Thanksgiving, Jane invited me had the kids and invited Patrick and his mother over. Stranger yet, on this occasion where his mother and two children were, he felt it appropriate to bring a photo album over to show a us all the mail order brides he was going to Russia to see and pick his new bride from. (Which he did, by the way).
We all groaned and told him to put them away. The only one interested was the son, I think
Anyway, my head was properly shrunk yesterday, and hoping it will be shrunk in place after the 6 sessions.
