What shall I do? Probably clean a little more, play on my computer a little more, cook supper for my husband, and just enjoy my life a whole lot more.... <3
He mowed the lawn last night so I don't have to do that (haven't had to
do that since we got together though). LOL! I may play in my flowers
awhile and see what I can do to straighten them up a bit. Anything to
keep my mind off certain events, like, ya know, going out tonight and
feeling like crap tomorrow... I want to be productive again. At least
the shakes are gone today and I feel more rested, even though I didn't
sleep worth a shit again last night. At least there were no
nightmares... probably cause I was resting peacefully in my husbands
arms. He makes everything better.
Anyway, I am sitting here on this
fine and beautiful morning, enjoying my solitude and watching a little
squirrel (oh Hell! Now there's 5!!!) peck at the corn I left out for him
(them) last night. :) I need to have about 3 more hours in my day to
accomplish all I want to do, but would I actually do it or just say
"fuck it" and do what I do now? Truth be known, I would probably be in
the fuck it category. I like to be more productive with my day. As stated previously, I am a complete and total lazy
ass the "day after", and I hate it. And on top of that, I eat everything
in sight. Totally not good for this already 60 pound weight gain. Blah.
Lots of things I SHOULD be doing.... such as arranging my bills
for payment. Can't get behind now. That bastard SH put me so far behind,
I may die in debt over my head. Bastard. When I met him, I had $13,000
in savings and a credit score in the 700s. Now, I am struggling to keep
$3000 and credit score in the 400s. I'll make it again though. I just
upped my hours to 4 nights a week at the hospital, 48 hours a week. I
was doing that AND had another job... but hubby asked that I not do two
jobs anymore. He was worried about me. What? Someone worried about ME?
That was a new concept, that's for sure. Sure haven't been used to THAT
one! The others would encourage me to work ....all the time. As a matter
of fact, I remember once when I was working 2nd shift (3-11) , I was
complaining to BG and asked if I could just not work at that job, and
his reply to me? "You are just pissed cause the other didn't have to
work and you do." Talking about his ex wife. Needless to say, I went to
work that day and every day thereafter and never said another word. But I
made sure we never shared money at that point either. No combined bank
accounts. Ever. But yet he insists that he gave me money all the time
for my account.... when? Who paid when your phone was turned off at your
business? Who paid your electric bill at your business when you said
you weren't making enough? I did, you stupid fucktard. I did.
Now,
the assface has the audacity to file a counterclaim in court on ME????
When I left, we had two living rooms, so I took one set of furniture
from the room we rarely used. Now, he is saying that he wants the living
room furniture that I have (that will give him two), he wants the TV I
have (that will give him 4 and me one), he wants the engagement ring
back (which he can have when my belongings are returned to me), and get
this..... that jag wants my fucking BURIAL PLOT!!! What the holy fucking
Hell?????
All this after he and his sister fucked me out of the
house I was buying "land contract" from his sissy poo, and being called
every name in the book (my favorite being "white trailer trash slut
sugar momma")
Guess we'll find out when the judge determines...
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