When All Else Fails – Read War and Peace

Say what? Darling Grandson came home from infirmary yesterday. While he was there I found myself in a weird state of emotional and mental paralysis. Desperately needed something to take my mind of worrying and “awfulizing,” a word I learn years ago in counseling. Awfulizing means taking every fear and drawing it out to the worst possible conclusion and then worrying about THAT.

Crocheting didn’t help because there is mental room left to think. TV wasn’t much help either. So I went over my mental list of things I want to do before I leave planet earth. See the snows of Kilimanjaro? Nah, not an immediate solution. Have to pack and travel. A review of my Kindle books turned up Tolstoy’s War and Peace. That’s on my list of books to read. So I started it Monday. Turns out it’s a darn good book. Tolstoy had an amazing gift of describing what is going on behind the curtain in one’s heart of hearts. What a master. It also makes everyday problems seem petty in comparison. Been wrapped up in it for days now and I’m only 30% finished.

So Grandson is home. He’s being a little cocky and all “I can do this myself, I’m tuff enuff.” So I’m giving him a loose rein. Put him to work yesterday in the yard and painting in Mr. Husband’s office. Like everyone is advising me, he is a grown man and has to do this himself. Hooked up an old computer for him to use and he probably stayed up late on it. So I woke him up this morning at the crack of 9:30 (when I woke up) and told him that I expected him to get in the habit of sleeping at night and being awake in the daytime. Well if he can find night jobs in the roofing or construction lines of work, more power to him, but that’s unlikely.

I did let him know that when I was his age I found myself broke, with no options other than on my grandmother’s sofa. It’s an opportunity for a fresh start and a good kick in the pants because being at granny’s house can get a little boring. All the more reason for him to get on his feet and fly away 🙂

I’ve given up resisting the urge to hug and kiss him and do it every time I feel like doing it. Also tell him I love him once an hour. He’s just gonna have to deal with it. It’s the price of admission at Casa Grand Mama.

6 responses

  1. I think you are doing a stirling job. A bit of tough love (making him get up) together with hugs and kisses. As you say, he is a man now and needs to face the reality he created.

    Good on you, Grandma!

    1. I think tough love is harder on the one dishing it out than the one receiving it.

  2. Best of Luck with the War and the Peace… Though I had a long love affair with Russian literature in my youth and adored Anna Karenina, I leant more towards Dostoevsky for some reason, possibly due to the extreme length of Tolstoy’s novels. Only made it halfway through W&P – meant to get back to it and never did. Don’t know why, it was pretty enthralling…

    If you live in a relatively urban area, night construction is indeed a strong career possibility for your grandson… All those roads that need fixing, but can’t stop traffic during rush hour – oh yes, there is much much construction at night… I spent a few years prior to my redundancy working in Transport – I know of what I speak. If he should choose such a path, he must be prepared for those whose sleep he is disturbing to verbally assault him on a regular basis. On the other hand, you are in Texas – in might go further than verbal! Yikes!

    1. I’m 80% finished with War & Peace. Lord have mercy. The only reason I’ve stopped is because I’m determined to finish. Tolstoy is a little on the wordy side 🙂

  3. Night jobs can happen. My son does janitorial work at night and considered security guard work at one time. He’s a night owl so this suits him. My son-law isn’t a night owl but is learning to be. After a year on the union with only sporadic work offered, he finally got a fairly regular job in road construction and that sort of thing at night. These days, it seems those are the easier jobs to get. There are WAY more applicants for the comfy day jobs. That said, I’m glad your grandson is doing better. What was it that knocked him down?

    1. Night construction hadn’t thought of that. But that’s for him to get figured out. In the meantime, I don’t him asleep on my sofa all day 🙂 He had issues that required in-patient assistance. I won’t get into it because of his privacy.

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