Ding Dong the Witch Is Dead …

… or at least re-absorbed.

When I created Not Cordelia’s Mom (a/k/a Not CM) in 2014, I felt like I was two different people:  the calm, professional woman who could handle pretty much everything and who wrote Cordelia’s Mom, Still on the side, and the nasty, sarcastic not-so-grown-up little girl who just wanted everyone to leave her the hell alone already!

Cordelia’s Mom had an image to uphold – sweet, comforting, maternal, but I really didn’t feel that way much of the time.  I needed an outlet for those days I felt overwhelmed, angry, just plain bitchy.

And so Not CM was born.  Not CM could say things Cordelia’s Mom couldn’t – and did.  Not CM garnered her very own cult following, which surprised the hell out of me.  Why did so many people take to her?  All I can think is that many people have hidden alter-egos which are crying for release, and people enjoyed seeing my alter-ego grow wings and fly.

But like many people, Not CM could not maintain that sarcasm and anger forever.  Not CM’s insecurity and human-ness began to sneak into her posts.

After 32 posts, Not CM (um, I) simply ran out of steam.  In the last nine months, there has not been a single issue – on Cordelia’s Mom, Still nor in my own personal life – which tempted me to write a Not CM post.

Maybe I’ve become less angry or less conflicted, or maybe I’ve simply learned to deal with issues better.  Certainly, moving to a new home and then quitting my job made my entire life happier – and a happy woman cannot write as Not CM.

I’ve thought long and hard about continuing the Not CM character and have finally come to the conclusion that her time has passed.

Not CM is dead – may she rest in peace wherever in my psyche she resides.

I will not close the mirror blog.  Since I wrote all those posts, I don’t have the heart to delete them, and heaven knows they’re still amusing as hell.  Should you be so inclined, you can read them through the link on the sidebar.

Thank you to all those readers who were so loyal to the Not Cordelia’s Mom site.  If it makes you feel any better, some of my future posts will likely be written by Not CM, or at least from her viewpoint, combining both sides of my personality, depending on which day it is.

In that vein, stay tuned for my upcoming satirical post on how things are working out in Cordelia’s Mom’s new neighborhood.

See you then.


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The Devil Made Me Do It – But An Angel Supervised

I sent the email on a whim.

The household construction was nearly complete, and I knew I would have to return to work soon in order to pay for everything.  At my age, it wouldn’t be easy finding a new job.  I could stretch my savings to cover expenses for February, and if I got desperate, I probably could cover March as well.  But then the cash would be gone.  Social Security would start in April but wouldn’t be enough for cover monthly expenses.

I decided to start looking for jobs in January.

Today’s job market sucks.  I didn’t particularly want to do telemarketing, even though I had experience.  Nor did I want to do retail, and I did not have experience in retail.  At the other end of the spectrum, I did not want to go back into a full-time role as a real estate paralegal (been there, done that).  I wanted something basic, where I could go to work, do my job, and go home without having nightmares about the job.  Part-time would be preferred.

I sat down with my bills and checkbook and calculated what I would need to earn in order to keep up with expenses.  I didn’t expect there would be anything left to go back into savings, but I was OK with that.

Did I mention the sucky job market?  The last time I needed work, I wanted full-time and everyone was hiring for part-time.  Now that I wanted part-time, everyone was hiring for full-time – and more than full-time at that.  It seems most employers have done away with 9-to-5 and are now requiring 8-to-5 or 8:30-to-5:30.  Well, so be it.  I would take whatever I could get.

I began applying to job board listings.  An employment recruiter responded to the first one, indicating that she knew of no part-time positions – and apparently couldn’t be bothered with trying to find an appropriate full-time job for me.  I should have known.  I signed up with this particular recruiter a couple of years prior, and she was lame then.  I emailed her supervisor, who specializes in legal-field work – and received no response whatsoever.

I applied directly to a title agency which was looking for a typist.  I had worked with this agency while in my real estate paralegal life, and thought surely they would welcome someone with my knowledge and expertise.  I received no response to the application.

At this point, I was already getting nervous.  It had been less than a week of job searching, but it wasn’t looking good.  I decided to step things up a bit.

Networking!  Anyone who has spent years working in a particular field has likely built up relationships with other people in that field.  What better time to renew those relationships?  It had worked the last time I was looking for a job, maybe it would work again.

Facebook and text messages work well with close former colleagues, so I started there.  Within a day, I received a call for a phone interview with the firm one of my former colleagues now worked for.  The interview went well, I thought, although I wasn’t particularly enthused about the location (downtown) nor the job itself (overflow typist), nor the fact that it was 8:30-5:00, 5 days a week, and parking was not paid.

But again, I’d do what I had to.  The next step would be a face-to-face interview, and I would have to wait for a call back to set that up if they decided I was a good candidate.

Meanwhile, I received a response to one of my job board applications – very good job doing document production for a legal entity – but again, it was downtown, full-time (long days), and no free parking.  What the heck, anything works.  I set up a phone interview for a week from the upcoming Friday (it was the first date they had available).

While recalculating my finances to determine how low a salary I could really take, and reconsidering my health to determine if full-time would kill me, a thought suddenly popped into my head.

Last year, while working The Job From Hell, I had received a call from an attorney I knew previously.  Let’s call her Angelica, in keeping with the title of this post.  Angelica handles estates and trust work, and I was handling a real estate file for one of her executors.  I had called her for information on the estate, and she was responding to my call.

Angelica’s first words to me were, “So that’s where you went.  We had an opening and I tried to call you at your old firm, but the number was disconnected.”

Damn, I was sorry I missed that call.

Almost a year later, I remembered that conversation and sent an email to Angelica, attaching my resume, with a note indicating that I realized she probably didn’t have any current openings, but to please  share my resume as she saw fit with anyone who might need someone like me.  She responded that she definitely would do so.

Two days later, I received an email from Angelica – her partner’s assistant had just given two-weeks notice.   Would I like to come in for an interview?

(Nah, too busy playing videogames … and who wants to work anyway?  Can’t I just go on welfare or something?)

We set up an interview for the next morning.

The plumber was at my house the day I received that email, water was off, and hubby and I were making alternate trips to wherever we could find a clean bathroom.  Along about 3:00 pm, it suddenly occurred to me – I hadn’t had a haircut since November!  I couldn’t go to an interview in my current state!  So hubby got stuck watching the plumbers (and Puppy Cody) while I ran off to my favorite hair salon.

To make a long story shorter (and I’m sure you know where this is going), the interview went extremely well.   I am hired!  Four days a week (9 to 5), good salary, free parking, and health insurance.  I will train one day next week and then start my regular schedule the first week in February.

There will be a lot to learn, and a lot to re-learn, but I’m up for it.

Life is good at the moment. I sincerely hope it stays that way.

By the way, the bathroom is done except for painting the upper walls! Check it out:







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Getting There

Check this out!  The general contractor is done, and the bathroom looks great, even without the vanity and toilet.

The upper walls will be painted light blue, the vanity and toilet are white, and there will be wall sconces on either side of the medicine cabinet.

The floor looks light brown in the photo, but is actually a neutral gray/light tan stone pattern.

This bathroom is the warmest room in the house because it’s right over the furnace and has a huge heat vent!  (The new vanity is tiny and cute, so there will be plenty of room for the heat to come out.)

I know where I’ll be spending a lot of time.  Maybe I should move my home office in there.

The game plan for tomorrow is to have the vanity and toilet installed, and pretty much every pipe in the house (circa 1939 and never updated) replaced.  Costly, but best to do it all at once now, rather than pipe-by-pipe or room-by-room later.

On Thursday, the electrician will install the bathroom lights and several other lights (also circa 1939) which need to be replaced.

As he was finishing up today, I asked our contractor if he would be interested in someday doing a kitchen remodel. I wasn’t surprised when he told me it would be too big a job for him.  He normally only does painting and accepts general small-job construction jobs for certain customers (yay, for me!).  He did, however, say that since the old metal kitchen cabinets (BeautyQueen, possible a 1950s upgrade, if you can believe that) are in fairly decent shape (just really old and really dirty), perhaps we should consider just refurbishing them.  He said people are selling these “antique” cabinets on Ebay.

Several people have told me the same thing.

That ugly green adhesive paper will be ripped out, no matter what I do with the cabinets!

So I checked Ebay, and they’re right.  I think I’ll keep the metal cabinets, assuming they can be cleaned and repainted – perhaps whenever I go to sell the house, the retro look will actually be a selling point.

Enough for today.  The contractors are all gone, and the afternoon is free.  Puppy Cody needs pampering, followed by quiet time.

“See” you all in a few days!


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Can’t things just once go the way they’re supposed to?

I was all excited today because the bathroom subflooring and wainscoting went in without a hitch.  The medicine cabinet I bought fits and was installed without problems.  The plumbing is ready to be hooked up once the new vanity and toilet are installed.  The new lights will fit.

The game plan for tomorrow is installation of the vinyl sheet flooring.  I had exactly enough left from our last house renovation to fit this new bathroom (measurements were verified by the contractor).  Woo-hoo!  One thing, at least, I wouldn’t have to purchase.

But then the contractor took the flooring out to the garage to cut it, and in the better light discovered it is kinked and unusable.  The kinks will never come out, and therefore the vinyl would not stick properly.

So now I have to run to Home Depot tonight to buy new flooring so it can be installed tomorrow and keep the renovations on schedule.

But Puppy Cody hasn’t peed since 6 pm last night because she’s so traumatized – which means before going to Home Depot, Hubby and I have to take her somewhere for exercise and do her business.

Not a big deal, but with Hubby’s longer drive to and from work, it’s an additional strain on him that we really don’t need right now.

We’ll do it, of course, but it’s a royal pain in the ….


I just want this construction to be over with!

On a positive note, if I have to get new flooring anyway, I just may change the color scheme I planned on.  That’s something to look forward to, right?

As an aside, I did get leads on a number of jobs today, so I may be able to get back to work soon.  While I’m enjoying my retirement, there’s a limit to how many video games I can play, and I really need the money to pay off the loans I took out for the renovations.  And, of course, to continue to pay the mortgage, car payments, heating, electricity, etc.

I just keep telling myself that everything will work out.  Over and over again, I tell myself that.  It’s not helping.  But then again, these glitches are minor compared to other people’s problems.

I think I’ll just hug Puppy Cody, take her out, go to Home Depot, and call it a night.

Enjoy your evening, folks.


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