The Artisan.

Yesterday the 27 YR started his first day at his new job cleaning chandeliers( yes, it really IS an actual thing!) or as he now refers to himself as a chandelier artisan. He went to Toronto and works 3 days a week, 12 HRS at a time( which incl. the 2 HR drive each way) and he gets along well with the guy and surprisingly they share common interests as well( incl. jiu-jitsu and World of Warcraft) even though he's an old guy, around late 60's which is good considering all the time they have on the road for the long drives so they have something to talk about and his first client was at a 5 million$ house but it didn't impress him as he said it was the same as his ex-GF's house in California. He said some of the work incl. standing up high on a 10 foot ladder to clean and others he took them down to clean and then put them back up and the owner cautioned him to be careful; each crystal costs 85$(and there were a thousand of them in just one chandelier and they had a few of them) and they cleaned their chandelier, mirrors and sconces(our new word for the day) and he said you have to be meticulous and precise which he's good at, having experience painting his little miniature Warhammer figures. So far he likes it and the pay is more than at his previous job at the grocery store as well and I'm so glad that God has given him this opportunity and it all works out so perfectly for him and he even has Fridays and Saturdays off for Dungeons & Dragons  and jiu-jitsu!

Last night from 5 pm every 4 HRS 3 times Buddy was also bleeding from his mouth again and enough that he was choking on the blood but he's such a good boy he lets me get in his mouth( not many dogs would!) and put the toilet paper in there and apply pressure to stop the bleeding as I'm pretty sure he knows I'm trying to help him and that it stops the bleeding, and he's the love of my life, my absolute world, my soul mate, the reason for living and the one who saved me I can't even think of losing him; he's all I have and as long as I have him I have everything but without him I have nothing; he's all I have, and yesterday the work crew also put bright orange paint markings on the edges of the curb about 1-2 inches spaced apart my guess is measuring for something and also put gravel down where the sidewalk will be and I heard one guy yell at another, You f*cker! I knew you took my tape! and for the past few days it's been nice and warm too; 21 C but now rain for the next 3 days and dropping down to single digits and I now have the A/C out of my bedroom window and we've had the furnace on for the past 2 weeks as well as the nights get cold, like 2 C or so.

Today was also the oldest's original due-date; 12 October but I didn't go into labour until 3 days later, on the 15th and he wasn't born until the 16th, and he was born in 1989, the only one to be born in the 80's and most of them (7) were born in the 90's and then the last 3 were born in the 2000's, and this morning I caught a mouse in a trap on the table again and as I released the trap to pick it up by the tail and toss it outside( I thought it was dead.....) it ran across the table, freaking me out; it was still alive, and yesterday was one of the worst days for my pain as well; baaad back, stomach and adbomen plus also stabbing pain in my right side as well as nausea, dizzy, and sweaty  and my stomach and chest feeling a squeezing, tightness and constricting, and when I pressed on my abdomen the pain shot up to my upper back,and even weed couldn't "touch" it; I had to smoke hash(which is stronger) to relieve the pain and something told me to go to the ER but I refuse to sit and wait for 20 HRS( esp. in pain!) so I decided to just either ride it out or die, whichever comes first and I also had my recurring dream again I move back to my old Toronto house,too, only this time with a "twist": for the first time I regretted it, so I wonder what it means?

I had a dream my life would be So different from this hell I'm living So different now from what it seemed Now life has killed the dream, I dreamed.-Les Miserables