Wanted: A semi saner life, at least one aspect either relationship, family, finanical or career
Needed: a cathartic release
Right now, i am waiting for the guy at the bank to let me know what is going on with the loan. A loan for my mother's home because she got in an accident and is having pain issues and doesn't have insurance. She doesn't know if she is going to need more doctor's care than she can afford and doens't want them to take the duplex in Louisiana. So i am buying the home so incase all goes screwy, she will always have a place to stay. I will be able to pay off a few credit cards in the process. But because I wasn't thinking of purchasing a home until years from now, I am still a bit nervous.
My mom sickness is making me crazy. I feel like I should be closer but don't know what to really do. I've started my own business her in Florida and I have a job that could turn into a career (although I can take HR anywhere). I feel a little like some of the pain is depression. Who wouldn't be depressed, her husband is nice, when he is not drinking or being a jerk. And she is in the middle of Mississippi with my dilusional grandmother. I love my grandmother but she for some reason only loves those in the family who dont do anything for her or people who are not really related to her. I remember once when I was a kid that she bought a kid who's mother had money a gaming system, while we, lived in a government assisted community. My mom bought a store with a house on it for her and my grandma's husband and they were not completely honest that they were in the process of overspending and going bankrupt, this was the beginning of last year before Katrina. Then Katrina happened and my mom felt like she should be with my grandma since she was getting sicker and my mom quit her job working as a laborer. Over this past summer, 2006, my mom got in the accident. it seems to all be going downhill. Again, I think that some of it is depression. It has to be genetic, because I get depressed too. And when she is feeling better she overdoes it, even though I told her not to.
Work.... i hate it. Half of the people I work with are just fucking idiots. This is the creme of the crop, HR, and some of them can not even formulate a real sentence. "He don't care". And other grammatically incorrect things that spew not only from the 23 year old but from the 49 year olds. It's a mess. There is neooptism running a muck and lazy ass people all around. No shortages. Some of us with integrity do not leave until 6, others make their own schedule. Sometimes it seems like since we do not have the kids, we get screwed over, all except the 23 yr old, who doesn't have kids but just makes her own schedule. the only shinning light is my work is paying for my HR class so I can take the PHR class. If i leave work early I have to pay them back but I will only leave if I am going to be making serious money duh!
Relationship, well that is steady. Even if i am a bumbling mess. Michael is waiting for his passport so he can get all of the rest of his paperwork including a driver's license. The license was taking upon going to the port to pick up some friends. To sum it up, the port lady was having a bad day and took it out on us. Pleading with her and the rentacop didn't help. So my poor guy is around without a license. And I am afraid even though he is a permanent legal resident, I worry. And I am pissed at his ex for saying she lost the paperwork even though it was in a fire/water saftey locked chest. LIAR!!!
Cats, ciera just had surgery to remove a large lump of scar tissue. I take her on Monday to get the stiches removed. But I checked her recently and the tummy is getting hard again. Poor girl.
I feel better now. I will let it all sort out. My ad in Premier Bride still has to come out and after that, I should be doing better.
Needed: a cathartic release
Right now, i am waiting for the guy at the bank to let me know what is going on with the loan. A loan for my mother's home because she got in an accident and is having pain issues and doesn't have insurance. She doesn't know if she is going to need more doctor's care than she can afford and doens't want them to take the duplex in Louisiana. So i am buying the home so incase all goes screwy, she will always have a place to stay. I will be able to pay off a few credit cards in the process. But because I wasn't thinking of purchasing a home until years from now, I am still a bit nervous.
My mom sickness is making me crazy. I feel like I should be closer but don't know what to really do. I've started my own business her in Florida and I have a job that could turn into a career (although I can take HR anywhere). I feel a little like some of the pain is depression. Who wouldn't be depressed, her husband is nice, when he is not drinking or being a jerk. And she is in the middle of Mississippi with my dilusional grandmother. I love my grandmother but she for some reason only loves those in the family who dont do anything for her or people who are not really related to her. I remember once when I was a kid that she bought a kid who's mother had money a gaming system, while we, lived in a government assisted community. My mom bought a store with a house on it for her and my grandma's husband and they were not completely honest that they were in the process of overspending and going bankrupt, this was the beginning of last year before Katrina. Then Katrina happened and my mom felt like she should be with my grandma since she was getting sicker and my mom quit her job working as a laborer. Over this past summer, 2006, my mom got in the accident. it seems to all be going downhill. Again, I think that some of it is depression. It has to be genetic, because I get depressed too. And when she is feeling better she overdoes it, even though I told her not to.
Work.... i hate it. Half of the people I work with are just fucking idiots. This is the creme of the crop, HR, and some of them can not even formulate a real sentence. "He don't care". And other grammatically incorrect things that spew not only from the 23 year old but from the 49 year olds. It's a mess. There is neooptism running a muck and lazy ass people all around. No shortages. Some of us with integrity do not leave until 6, others make their own schedule. Sometimes it seems like since we do not have the kids, we get screwed over, all except the 23 yr old, who doesn't have kids but just makes her own schedule. the only shinning light is my work is paying for my HR class so I can take the PHR class. If i leave work early I have to pay them back but I will only leave if I am going to be making serious money duh!
Relationship, well that is steady. Even if i am a bumbling mess. Michael is waiting for his passport so he can get all of the rest of his paperwork including a driver's license. The license was taking upon going to the port to pick up some friends. To sum it up, the port lady was having a bad day and took it out on us. Pleading with her and the rentacop didn't help. So my poor guy is around without a license. And I am afraid even though he is a permanent legal resident, I worry. And I am pissed at his ex for saying she lost the paperwork even though it was in a fire/water saftey locked chest. LIAR!!!
Cats, ciera just had surgery to remove a large lump of scar tissue. I take her on Monday to get the stiches removed. But I checked her recently and the tummy is getting hard again. Poor girl.
I feel better now. I will let it all sort out. My ad in Premier Bride still has to come out and after that, I should be doing better.
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perdita:
thanks for commenting on my set lady, glad you liked it!
giggles:
yay, so glad you liked it