Monday, July 24, 2006

Wake Up And Smell The Coffee

So what do you do when you have a responsibility to move motorcycles and spotlights and other items off the property having been in contempt of court for many months because you've not done so? Or that you haven't done the taxes and other paperwork that is long overdue?

Why go on vacation why not?!

Well that's what I'm faced with. Instead of getting this crap off my property, he up and leaves on vacation. I need to get a mortgage, which means an appraisal needs to get done. With all of this junk sitting on the property it's really hurting the appearance and will effect my appraisal. He knows this and does nothing.

I have been more than understanding not filing contempt of court charges on him which would put his ass in jail and he'd also have to pay fines to the court. I hope he doesn't force my hand to do so in order to get this done.

He still isn't working, while at my place he was eyeing a small piece of copper pipe that was on the ground asking if he could have it so that he could make some wind chimes to make some money. Hell, I'm planning on turning that stuff in for scrap metal.

Again, what entire bullshit, I felt like I had to pick him up and dust him off again. Telling him that he's a college educated man and that he better get a job with medical insurance. He can work anywhere, get a job and then get an apartment close to his workplace, move his shit from the storage facility to his apartment and move on. But that would make too much sense, much easier to just up and leave on vacation. If he doesn't get a job with medical insurance he will be in danger of losing his financial future for the kids if he ever gets really hurt. But he's not thinking about any of it.

He was telling me how sorry he is that he hurt me, blah blah blah. This he learned only after his soulmate kicked his ass out. The timing is just too much of a stretch here. While explaining how sorry he is, his posturing striking his chest telling me how it hurts here. Show me with actions of getting the junk off the property, and getting the paperwork done, not words. What entire bullshit. He tells me he's seeing a psychiatrist now, but all he seems to have been doing is ruining my relationship with my neighbors. I heard from one of my neighbors info that only he could have perpetrated. Also telling one neighbor that I hate him, how absurd, even worse if my neighbor believes him. He just wants more empathy. Get off your ass and deal, and move your shit off my property.

Oh and get this, he talked a friend into asking me if he could use one of the rooms downstairs to store his shit and he'd pay me for it. Since I needed money. Unfuckingbelievable. The only reason I need money is that I have to pay his ass so much, and he wants to store his shit in my house? Get a grip here, get your stuff out of my life and let's make a clean split here. Yeah he has no money so he goes on yet another vacation, I wish his counselor would wake up and smell the coffee.

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Pansies




My daughter gave me these beautiful Pansies on my birthday and they are just gorgeous. I've been enjoying them all summer long. They also remind me of mom as they were always one of her favorites. I love that I have lots of different colors and types, as chosen by my daughter ;)