If I don't get sex soon I might go crazy.
The BF fell asleep in the basement, which gave me the whole bed and major flashbacks of the insane sex I'd have with RS. God, against the wall - on the floor - the touching, kissing. If I kiss the BF he does it ridiculously sloppy, more goofy than loving.
Ugh, the memories. Getting wet just thinking about it ...
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 11, 2009
When Love Isn't Enough
Dating a man with a 7 year old is completely different than dating one with a 10 year old. In the last 2 years the problems with his child have been super charged with the onset of hormones - and I feel trapped.
2 years and he has yet to attend a real holiday with my family. The only holidays I get are the ones where his ex-wife's family are not participating. Grandpa's birthday, family picnic, Fourth of July. That's what I get. In the meantime the Christmases, Easters, Thanksgivings and more go there and I am torn between the two. Either I skip my family and just attend his or face the guilt trip when I'm at my parents' houses and end up doing two in a row.
I thought, finally after two years, we reached a new point - the point when he was spending one major holiday with my family. And then it fell apart.
He told his ex-mother in law that they would be spending Easter with my family due to the fact it was six days away and he had yet to hear plans from them. She agreed saying she "understood that holidays need to be split at this point in your relationship."
Then on Wednesday I get a call from the ex-sister in law, "Easter is going to be at our house - I know you are going to your parents but I just wanted to extend the invite for you to come here if you want."
I couldn't help but feel set up in away. I do know she meant no harm in the invite - but here it was, the first "real" holiday with my family and she knows we made plans, yet drops the hint that "we" can change our minds. I talk it over with the BF and he opts to go there being that the menu won't suit his 9 year old and there are no kids his age to play with. I concede, because that's what I do.
He, however, does not inform his ex mother in law of the decision. The one, as noted above, who said she understood the need to split holidays. On Friday he receives a call from her house from his child stating that he doesn't want to go to my family and he's decided that we need to go to theirs.
I was angry. Not only is this the bomb-drop right after I've put up with anal sex, but he openly admits that it's a complete set up from his "mom" - as he calls her. That was it. Sitting in half pain and half anger, one step from crying due to hormones raging from my period, shaking and I just gave him the look that clearly stated, "You asshole." It started off as a normal conversation but soon esculated. I tried to explain my side but he stated I was being "combative" because I had already agreed that he could go to their family. I decided to just throw in the towel. No more expectations on him EVER being there.
In the meantime I'm trying to figure out the entire picture. The holiday issue is just the latest blue monkey in the entire barrel. We've been banned from having kids by his nine year old and even getting married. Yes, by a nine year old. We have constant battles over the lack of discipline and chores for him. And the situation keeps going.
I do not question the amount of love I have for this man. I do question if I'm set up to be in this relationship. There is too much closeness with a family that is not his and no willingness to embrace mine. I'm not sure I can deal with his out-of-control son any more, wanting to not come home when he is around.
And there is nothing I can do since I make no extra money at my current job. I can choose to move in with family and give up my pets or I can choose to keep what I have and deal with the insanity of my situation. It's sad that I went from being independent to now being so dependent.
2 years and he has yet to attend a real holiday with my family. The only holidays I get are the ones where his ex-wife's family are not participating. Grandpa's birthday, family picnic, Fourth of July. That's what I get. In the meantime the Christmases, Easters, Thanksgivings and more go there and I am torn between the two. Either I skip my family and just attend his or face the guilt trip when I'm at my parents' houses and end up doing two in a row.
I thought, finally after two years, we reached a new point - the point when he was spending one major holiday with my family. And then it fell apart.
He told his ex-mother in law that they would be spending Easter with my family due to the fact it was six days away and he had yet to hear plans from them. She agreed saying she "understood that holidays need to be split at this point in your relationship."
Then on Wednesday I get a call from the ex-sister in law, "Easter is going to be at our house - I know you are going to your parents but I just wanted to extend the invite for you to come here if you want."
I couldn't help but feel set up in away. I do know she meant no harm in the invite - but here it was, the first "real" holiday with my family and she knows we made plans, yet drops the hint that "we" can change our minds. I talk it over with the BF and he opts to go there being that the menu won't suit his 9 year old and there are no kids his age to play with. I concede, because that's what I do.
He, however, does not inform his ex mother in law of the decision. The one, as noted above, who said she understood the need to split holidays. On Friday he receives a call from her house from his child stating that he doesn't want to go to my family and he's decided that we need to go to theirs.
I was angry. Not only is this the bomb-drop right after I've put up with anal sex, but he openly admits that it's a complete set up from his "mom" - as he calls her. That was it. Sitting in half pain and half anger, one step from crying due to hormones raging from my period, shaking and I just gave him the look that clearly stated, "You asshole." It started off as a normal conversation but soon esculated. I tried to explain my side but he stated I was being "combative" because I had already agreed that he could go to their family. I decided to just throw in the towel. No more expectations on him EVER being there.
In the meantime I'm trying to figure out the entire picture. The holiday issue is just the latest blue monkey in the entire barrel. We've been banned from having kids by his nine year old and even getting married. Yes, by a nine year old. We have constant battles over the lack of discipline and chores for him. And the situation keeps going.
I do not question the amount of love I have for this man. I do question if I'm set up to be in this relationship. There is too much closeness with a family that is not his and no willingness to embrace mine. I'm not sure I can deal with his out-of-control son any more, wanting to not come home when he is around.
And there is nothing I can do since I make no extra money at my current job. I can choose to move in with family and give up my pets or I can choose to keep what I have and deal with the insanity of my situation. It's sad that I went from being independent to now being so dependent.
Thursday, April 09, 2009
Advocating Might Not Be All It's Cracked Up to Be
The good news is that I have a job. It's for a non-profit that advocates women and minority rights. The bad news is it's 1/2 the money and the title is extremely low. It's not at all worth either. There's a ton of work, little direction, an absent minded boss and more. The other girl that was hired with me is already quitting.
In the mean time it's not so much fun struggling to pay bills, but what are you to do in such an economy?
In the mean time it's not so much fun struggling to pay bills, but what are you to do in such an economy?
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Starting Work.
I start work in just under an hour today. I have mixed emotions. One one hand I'm excited that I get to work with this company, on the other hand I'm nervous about what the future holds. It's hard to think that you hit the top of your game at 27 and now at 28 you're back at post-graduate status.
Due to tuition reimbursement by my new employer, I am looking at going to school for my masters degree. I figure it will not only defer my current loan situation, easing up bills in the next years, but perhaps it will give me the additional edge I need to be successful.
Due to tuition reimbursement by my new employer, I am looking at going to school for my masters degree. I figure it will not only defer my current loan situation, easing up bills in the next years, but perhaps it will give me the additional edge I need to be successful.
Friday, March 20, 2009
God only gives us what we can handle ... right?
I'm on the verge of breaking down. The dealership wants $1200 worth of repairs on my extended warranty piece of shit car, for yet another item not covered in the "95%" of what the warranty covers. So I planned on using another source to get it fixed before I start the new job on Tuesday. I let them fix the ONE thing the warranty did covered. I called today at 3:00 to see when it would be done (they close at 4) and found out that the part didn't come ... I can't get my car until after 5 on Monday, meaning no fix on the catalytic convertor by an outside source. I feel screwed and used.
Then the BF called, he got side swiped on the way to a job at work. He ended up in the hospital with a f*cked up shoulder.
When does the bad stuff stop happening and the good stuff kick in?
Then the BF called, he got side swiped on the way to a job at work. He ended up in the hospital with a f*cked up shoulder.
When does the bad stuff stop happening and the good stuff kick in?
Thursday, March 19, 2009
The low grumble in the morning.
Three dogs can be kind of a stresser. My dog is having jealousy issues on day three. Don't go by her people or a fight will ensue - but I kind of think she wants it that way, an excuse to rumble and tumble with two dogs that would prefer to just relax. That was the first low grumble.
The second was my 22 year old brother coming downstairs, turns out that the dog fighting at 6:30 this morning didn't wake him up to catch the city bus. Being that he was late, I offered to drive him to school for a second to get away from the internal grumbles in my house.
The third was my car. I love that the car I bought a year and a half ago has cost my $4,500 in repairs as of last year - I can only imagine what the roadster grumble will bring. If I didn't owe more than what the car was worth, I'd get rid of it at the first chance I had. A couple more car payments and I'll be up to par.
The fourth grumble is the fact that I'm trying to figure out what lifestyle changes need to take place when I'm making nearly 1/2 of what I did last year. I keep trying to find a way to figure out the bills so there's something leftover in the month.
The next challenge in figuring out the bills is to figure out if I should use what's left in my savings to pay off one of my credit cards, or to reserve it since there won't be excess income for emergencies. Technically, the minimum payment is $20 a month, which is what I would be saving - making the equivelant savings account be around 2 years to rebuild at only $20/month. I am looking at a credit change being that I've been living on it for the last month of unemployment. So paying off one would help my status.
Decisions, decisions.
The second was my 22 year old brother coming downstairs, turns out that the dog fighting at 6:30 this morning didn't wake him up to catch the city bus. Being that he was late, I offered to drive him to school for a second to get away from the internal grumbles in my house.
The third was my car. I love that the car I bought a year and a half ago has cost my $4,500 in repairs as of last year - I can only imagine what the roadster grumble will bring. If I didn't owe more than what the car was worth, I'd get rid of it at the first chance I had. A couple more car payments and I'll be up to par.
The fourth grumble is the fact that I'm trying to figure out what lifestyle changes need to take place when I'm making nearly 1/2 of what I did last year. I keep trying to find a way to figure out the bills so there's something leftover in the month.
The next challenge in figuring out the bills is to figure out if I should use what's left in my savings to pay off one of my credit cards, or to reserve it since there won't be excess income for emergencies. Technically, the minimum payment is $20 a month, which is what I would be saving - making the equivelant savings account be around 2 years to rebuild at only $20/month. I am looking at a credit change being that I've been living on it for the last month of unemployment. So paying off one would help my status.
Decisions, decisions.
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Pee on you, pee on me.
I'm dog sitting a lab and a retriever, plus I have my shepherd/husky - which means going out is basically causing a water park in my back yard. The retriever squats to pee, but you're never really sure due to his feathering and his slighly overweight size. Well, turns out my pup didn't know what he was doing and went to sniff right under his leg ... mid stream. The look was priceless and she got peed on! The BF immediately grabbed her and brought her to the hose, washed her down - which she enjoyed even less being that she wants nothing to do with water.
At the same time of giggling, I didn't realize that she was peeing and I walked right underneath her stream ... all over my shoe. Lovely!
In other - non pee - news. I am no longer unemployed! I accepted a position for $14K less than I made last year, but a position I could see myself in and something of very little effort. I opted for the desk-monkey over sales job and figure that I'll work my butt off and come raise time, I'll see if they can switch my title to specialist instead of coordinator - at least posing me for a position with a little more umph behind it.
At the same time of giggling, I didn't realize that she was peeing and I walked right underneath her stream ... all over my shoe. Lovely!
In other - non pee - news. I am no longer unemployed! I accepted a position for $14K less than I made last year, but a position I could see myself in and something of very little effort. I opted for the desk-monkey over sales job and figure that I'll work my butt off and come raise time, I'll see if they can switch my title to specialist instead of coordinator - at least posing me for a position with a little more umph behind it.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Dude, a picture is just a picture.
At my grandpa's birthday today our family got together to celebrate. In normal family tradition - a family picture was to be taken. And a fight insued.
My cousin "surprised" the family by showing up with her husband and two kids at the very last minute. My cousin is the most prized person in our family because of her two kids. Although my sister is raising my neice, she is not blood - therefore unlegitimizing her in the eyes of some of our family. That being said, she also HATES pictures unless they are professionally done. Not sure why, she just doesn't like them.
Now some additional background ... my great aunt is dying and my other great aunt (we'll call her Hollywood since that's where she works) is here to say goodbye. Both of my aunts are the greatest ladies on the planet - fun loving and fun, period. They like to keep family memories on film. Do you see where this is going?
Well cousin drops in with her kids and doesn't even bother asking about my auntie who is not well. Just show off their kids. This doesn't go over well but Hollywood keeps it bottled up.
We finished eating and chatting and I got out the cakes. Well, the kids are getting cranky so Hollywood decides its time for a family picture. Not only for Grandpa's birthday, but also for auntie in the hospital.
My cousin immediately grabs her family's jackets and proceeds to throw a fit when asked to please pose for the photo. Hollywood had enough and just went off! It was priceless because my cousin's fits are generally just taken - and someone finally called her out on it.
Cousin dear stormed out of the family reunion, followed promptly by her parents because they were uncomfortable. Hollywood cried. It was heart breaking - but seriously - DUDE, IT'S JUST A PICTURE!!
My cousin "surprised" the family by showing up with her husband and two kids at the very last minute. My cousin is the most prized person in our family because of her two kids. Although my sister is raising my neice, she is not blood - therefore unlegitimizing her in the eyes of some of our family. That being said, she also HATES pictures unless they are professionally done. Not sure why, she just doesn't like them.
Now some additional background ... my great aunt is dying and my other great aunt (we'll call her Hollywood since that's where she works) is here to say goodbye. Both of my aunts are the greatest ladies on the planet - fun loving and fun, period. They like to keep family memories on film. Do you see where this is going?
Well cousin drops in with her kids and doesn't even bother asking about my auntie who is not well. Just show off their kids. This doesn't go over well but Hollywood keeps it bottled up.
We finished eating and chatting and I got out the cakes. Well, the kids are getting cranky so Hollywood decides its time for a family picture. Not only for Grandpa's birthday, but also for auntie in the hospital.
My cousin immediately grabs her family's jackets and proceeds to throw a fit when asked to please pose for the photo. Hollywood had enough and just went off! It was priceless because my cousin's fits are generally just taken - and someone finally called her out on it.
Cousin dear stormed out of the family reunion, followed promptly by her parents because they were uncomfortable. Hollywood cried. It was heart breaking - but seriously - DUDE, IT'S JUST A PICTURE!!
Friday, March 13, 2009
That was a bust.
I have never felt so gross about an interview. I just got back from my second interview with a local sub company, very well branded in Wisconsin. There just wasn't the connection, and I felt that upon a follow up paper and prior to the interview this morning. Strange how your gut can be so right. I won't lie the position is 100% beneath me - something aimed more for a college graduate than someone with almost 9 years experience. To me this was the final stage in why the answer would be no if offered - and no longer just because it's 18K-12K less than I'm used to making.
That's the thing about this economy, we feel like we need to accept something that isn't right because money plays such a large role in our lives. It's sad, but necessary unfortunately.
All the positions I've interviewed for our below my qualifications and for incredibly less money - but people simply don't want middle management positions right now. You need the Director and the support.
Not that I'm not happy that I'm interviewing - it's exciting and thrilling. I am finding that the process is reigniting in knowing that the position I'm excited about is the right puzzle piece.
That's the thing about this economy, we feel like we need to accept something that isn't right because money plays such a large role in our lives. It's sad, but necessary unfortunately.
All the positions I've interviewed for our below my qualifications and for incredibly less money - but people simply don't want middle management positions right now. You need the Director and the support.
Not that I'm not happy that I'm interviewing - it's exciting and thrilling. I am finding that the process is reigniting in knowing that the position I'm excited about is the right puzzle piece.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Unemployment=Uneventful
My days now consist of (1) Apply for jobs, (2) answer all calls, (3) help sister at her business, (4) let dog out, (5) rearrange house, (6) apply for more jobs.
Life is very uneventful - but I have enjoyed the last 12 days off. I can't believe it's only been 12 days.
My highlight? I made a new meatloaf. Who am I?
Oh and I rearranged the kitchen and the livingroom. Tomorrow, after my interview in Chicago, I plan on conqueoring the second bedroom and making it into either the BF's kids room and taking over the loft as my space - or moving very little and making the second room really "my space"/guest room.
The good news? I should have a job offer by the end of next week. Hopefully.
Life is very uneventful - but I have enjoyed the last 12 days off. I can't believe it's only been 12 days.
My highlight? I made a new meatloaf. Who am I?
Oh and I rearranged the kitchen and the livingroom. Tomorrow, after my interview in Chicago, I plan on conqueoring the second bedroom and making it into either the BF's kids room and taking over the loft as my space - or moving very little and making the second room really "my space"/guest room.
The good news? I should have a job offer by the end of next week. Hopefully.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Trying to hold back ...
I have butterflies in my stomach in the anticipation of two job interviews today. I've done my background research, I've taken my shower, I have an idea of what I'm wearing and my interview is 2.5 hours away.
Sunday, March 08, 2009
Relief at $300 a week
The good news is that I got unemployment! I wasn't sure I would qualify due to my temporary status at my old job for the last 11 months, but it turns out I do. That's a bit of a relief - I mean, it's not going to pay all the bills or anything at $300 a week, but it does pay rent, electricity and my car payment.
I can't help but think what America has come to these days. Are we really this close to a collapse of the economy? HOW did this happen? I going into more of a deficit really the answer? Obama must feel like he is Roosevelt - either the savior or the slayer of America.
In other notes, my puppy is humungus. Okay, the peeps at the Humane Society really know nothing about puppies. 35lbs my ass - she surpassed that at 5 months old. I can't believe she'll already be a year next month, screw that - I can't believe I've been with the BF almost 2!
I can't help but think what America has come to these days. Are we really this close to a collapse of the economy? HOW did this happen? I going into more of a deficit really the answer? Obama must feel like he is Roosevelt - either the savior or the slayer of America.
In other notes, my puppy is humungus. Okay, the peeps at the Humane Society really know nothing about puppies. 35lbs my ass - she surpassed that at 5 months old. I can't believe she'll already be a year next month, screw that - I can't believe I've been with the BF almost 2!
Relief at $300 a week
The good news is that I got unemployment! I wasn't sure I would qualify due to my temporary status at my old job for the last 11 months, but it turns out I do. That's a bit of a relief - I mean, it's not going to pay all the bills or anything at $300 a week, but it does pay rent, electricity and my car payment.
I can't help but think what America has come to these days. Are we really this close to a collapse of the economy? HOW did this happen? I going into more of a deficit really the answer? Obama must feel like he is Roosevelt - either the savior or the slayer of America.
In other notes, my puppy is humungus. Okay, the peeps at the Humane Society really know nothing about puppies. 35lbs my ass - she surpassed that at 5 months old. I can't believe she'll already be a year next month, screw that - I can't believe I've been with the BF almost 2!
I can't help but think what America has come to these days. Are we really this close to a collapse of the economy? HOW did this happen? I going into more of a deficit really the answer? Obama must feel like he is Roosevelt - either the savior or the slayer of America.
In other notes, my puppy is humungus. Okay, the peeps at the Humane Society really know nothing about puppies. 35lbs my ass - she surpassed that at 5 months old. I can't believe she'll already be a year next month, screw that - I can't believe I've been with the BF almost 2!
Quitting.
God damn it. All I want is a freaking cigarette. It's raining outside, I can't just go for a run to get my mind off of things. I've actaully reorganized our pantry - it has a snack shelf for goodness sake. I'm just getting irritated.
To add to irritation levels I have to make two cheesecakes for next week and it turns out I've only bought enough for one which means I have to go back and get the ingredients, but I suppose I should wait to see what other little things need to be picked up this week.
So I got a netbook, hence re-picking up the blog. I love it. Originally I bought an Asus but it only ran Linux - so I went back ang picked up a Saphirre Aspire One for $40 more. The keyboard is bigger and it's more comfortable. Not to mention the blue matches my Kate Spade purse I got from the BF for Christmas.
On the topic of the job front, I'm just kind of irritated with the search. I hate this economy, but I guess I have to take what I can get - oh crap, that reminds me I have to apply for unemployment today ...
To add to irritation levels I have to make two cheesecakes for next week and it turns out I've only bought enough for one which means I have to go back and get the ingredients, but I suppose I should wait to see what other little things need to be picked up this week.
So I got a netbook, hence re-picking up the blog. I love it. Originally I bought an Asus but it only ran Linux - so I went back ang picked up a Saphirre Aspire One for $40 more. The keyboard is bigger and it's more comfortable. Not to mention the blue matches my Kate Spade purse I got from the BF for Christmas.
On the topic of the job front, I'm just kind of irritated with the search. I hate this economy, but I guess I have to take what I can get - oh crap, that reminds me I have to apply for unemployment today ...
Saturday, March 07, 2009
One Year Later and It's Back in the Same Boat
The economy, the economy, the economy. God Bless Mr. Bush's wake of disaster and the omnimous pieces that Mr. Obama is trying to pick up, yet scaring all of those who voted for him into a wake of what have we done. I was let go from my job again. The good news is that I have interviews which not many can say in these economic times, the bad news is that I will have to settle for a job at least 12,000 less than I make now.
I'm still with the BF, also known at TW and he's the same old same old. Just when I think he's different - I lost my job and he became EXTRA supportive, he turns the same key. Rent was late because he needed to go to a Bucks game with his kid, he's keeping tabs on anything having to do with "us" expecting to tab up my half and when I went to the grocery store he told me he wouldn't be paying for his half and he'd "take it off my tab." I get lectures every day about being unemployed and what I need to do during my time off, etc. etc. Of course this asshole streak really seems to come out when in fact he's, well, been in mine.
What is it with that? I finally give in every couple of weeks and give him anal. I deal with the cramping and all the after effects of him getting off in my ass and he becomes a dominant jack ass. We got in a huge fight last time as he kept referring to my haircut as the "unemployment cut" at poker and kept bringing up the fact that I could do dirty work for friends since I "had nothing better to do." I told him we were not ever having anal again since he becomes a giant dick and if he had ever wanted it again he better start treating me like a queen after.
I'm still with the BF, also known at TW and he's the same old same old. Just when I think he's different - I lost my job and he became EXTRA supportive, he turns the same key. Rent was late because he needed to go to a Bucks game with his kid, he's keeping tabs on anything having to do with "us" expecting to tab up my half and when I went to the grocery store he told me he wouldn't be paying for his half and he'd "take it off my tab." I get lectures every day about being unemployed and what I need to do during my time off, etc. etc. Of course this asshole streak really seems to come out when in fact he's, well, been in mine.
What is it with that? I finally give in every couple of weeks and give him anal. I deal with the cramping and all the after effects of him getting off in my ass and he becomes a dominant jack ass. We got in a huge fight last time as he kept referring to my haircut as the "unemployment cut" at poker and kept bringing up the fact that I could do dirty work for friends since I "had nothing better to do." I told him we were not ever having anal again since he becomes a giant dick and if he had ever wanted it again he better start treating me like a queen after.
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
Let's Just Say -
Let's just say you are a female and have a female best friend. Then you meet a boy. The three of you hang out a lot. Your friend gets tickets to a game that will need a road trip, but your at work and haven't gotten back to her. You get home and your boyfriend mentions that she called him and invited him.
Do you have the right to be pissed? Because I'm livid. Doesn't matter if he goes or not. I'm pissed that they both thought it was okay to go together. Not to mention he fucked his ex wife's best friend and she knows that too.
Do you have the right to be pissed? Because I'm livid. Doesn't matter if he goes or not. I'm pissed that they both thought it was okay to go together. Not to mention he fucked his ex wife's best friend and she knows that too.
Monday, October 27, 2008
No More Candy! And Ummm, Target what are you thinking?
It started with 20 bags. That should be enough right? Roughly 30-40 pieces each bag, we'd have plenty left over for us. 1:00 the trick-or-treating begins. 1:30 I need to run to the store and purchase more, prior to leaving I bring two more hidden bags out and a 1/2 a bag of dum dums. But it's not enough. Kids are being BUSSED in. Freak. By the time I get back my friend helping me out had to hand out individual Kisses (Candy Corn - doesn't sound good, but is). 12 more bags. 12 more. Buys us another 45 minutes but there is still 1:45 left. A sign went on the door.
Also - anyone else notice this?
I'm sure you've seen this email ...
I'm a little buzzed after a charity function and I go to Target - figuring my dog would be super cute in a costume (she was a rooster). On the way out, I start busting out laughing. Domo (the monster) is the new spokesperson for target. Umm, doesn't anyone do research?
Now I do know that Domo is a Japanese character, yah-dah-yah-dah. But no one in that pitch meeting thought, "That's the masturbating monster that kills kittens?" That's what I thought right away!
Also - anyone else notice this?
I'm sure you've seen this email ...
I'm a little buzzed after a charity function and I go to Target - figuring my dog would be super cute in a costume (she was a rooster). On the way out, I start busting out laughing. Domo (the monster) is the new spokesperson for target. Umm, doesn't anyone do research?
Now I do know that Domo is a Japanese character, yah-dah-yah-dah. But no one in that pitch meeting thought, "That's the masturbating monster that kills kittens?" That's what I thought right away!
New ventures.
I accidentally flopped onto this whole free lance consulting business where people just want my ideas - and will pay me for it. I'm considering starting an LLC and launching it. Why not? Especially with the temp gig in the balance of ending and the economy in the shitter (guess that's 2 reasons also on why not too!)
Thursday, October 23, 2008
I'm not good for nothing
Oh no ... definitely not nothing.
For my dad its work
For my sister its whatever sh*t she's selling this week or holding a party for ...
For my little brother it's driving his a** around and paying for everything he does
For my mom its money I don't have that "Must be spent at Poto - because" she's depressed (note: vehement no's, movies and dinner won't replace it)
For my boyfriend it's groceries and bill payments ahead of time
On average I'm worth about $100 ...
For my dad its work
For my sister its whatever sh*t she's selling this week or holding a party for ...
For my little brother it's driving his a** around and paying for everything he does
For my mom its money I don't have that "Must be spent at Poto - because" she's depressed (note: vehement no's, movies and dinner won't replace it)
For my boyfriend it's groceries and bill payments ahead of time
On average I'm worth about $100 ...
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Sniffle, Sniffle - it's almost winter
Not sure if its the onions or the season but I'm awfully sniffly right now. I'm sure it didn't help that I traced back and forth work today, inside and out.
How can it be scarf season already? Don't get me wrong - I love my scarves and my sweaters, it just crept up so quick.
The heat got turned on yesterday, which was good because god knows I'm not getting up to shower when its freezing in the morning!!
How can it be scarf season already? Don't get me wrong - I love my scarves and my sweaters, it just crept up so quick.
The heat got turned on yesterday, which was good because god knows I'm not getting up to shower when its freezing in the morning!!
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