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  • Jan. 13th, 2009 at 8:45 AM
Chris
As some of you know the day before Christmas eve I was pulled over and my jeep was impounded. 5 days after Christmas, Chris' landlord not so politely informed us we have 10 days to get out. My dogs are now in Lorin's garage. Aribeth;s nose is torn to shit and bleeding from her trying to get out of her kennel. She's pooping in her kennel, they're dirty, and I have no way of getting to them. Or my mom to work for that matter. I tried asking for help, from someone who is supposed to be one of my closest friends and that got me no where. Thanks friend. Happy Friendiversary to you too. Chris keeps having it out with Melissa who apparently feels he's not a good role model. I'm sorry you psycho cunt, you're the one who dumped your husband for your INCARCERATED, ex and current con, abusive, cheating, ex-husband and you want to talk about role models? Chris only tells me after the fact, to which he said today there's so much shit between us he doesn't want to add more. Wow. Didn't know that. Chris has been put through the ringer because of my bullshit. He's gone all the time now, he's been home maybe 10 hours total since Friday. He keeps saying how it's all his fault and those are just the facts, and I don't agree. I just...need a lifeline, and I thought asking Big for the help was it. Shoulda known right?

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  • Sep. 24th, 2008 at 1:13 PM
think
So to top all that off, Stephanie is not happy. I forgot how bad her looks can kill.

I also get a letter from my ex-landlord, a bill for $1718.55, for the most outrageous charges I have ever seen.

I need to get the fuck out of this place, I'm losing my mind. I can't breathe here anymore, I can't breathe right now.

I need help, I need help, God I need help. I just need to get there. I just need to get there.


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  • Sep. 24th, 2008 at 10:16 AM
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So. . . Stephanie will be here in about an hour or so, and I have to tell her about Utah. She was excited when we first broached the subject months ago. She loved the idea of boarding there, of teaching Ryder. She hadn't met him then. Which it's been 3 weeks since she's seen him, but she's working doubles to make up for the time she took off to be with me in the hospital, and to pay for Rochelle's lifestyle she somehow thinks she's entitled to. This may be one of the hardest things I've done.

On the flipside, if I don't figure out money, there may not be a trip period. Here's what I have to work with.
3 paychecks - minimum $500 so we'll go off that - $1500
Payout of vacation time - 3 weeks - $750
2 checks - $548, with the possibility of extension on Oct. 4th. *keep your fingers crossed*
$2798
-$1850 - house
=$948
$1,000 for a truck - already in the hole.

$700+ for gas - seriously already in the hole, and that's if we either find someone to round robin driving so we only stop to let the dogs pee, and not stay in hotels, or sleep in the truck. Not a good idea with a baby.

Lest we forget I'm losing the jeep on Monday, which means I need to get my car running by then. Battery, fuel filter, new gas, and hope to god that does the trick. Which YAY cuts into the moving money even further.

It's the cheapest house I can find, if I didn't have to fork that out right now, I'd be solid. Just get there and figure it out when I'm there. If it's this house great, if not something else. Sadly there's no one to stay with down there, I'm ready to pull my fucking hair out.

If I didn't need a bed when I got there, and Ryder didn't have so much stuff, and I didn't need a place for the dogs, I'd just take the god damn car and take my chances. She loves road trips.

I've moved from New York to Florida, granted we left everything behind and flew with the clothes on our backs, and photo albums. I moved from Florida to Indiana, my dad was there Mr. Money Bags. From Indiana to Wisconsin, we made that trip back and forth every weekend, we moved in the Corsica and just slowly migrated everything in those trips. Then my dad brought everything that was left with him when he moved up here. I moved from Wisconsin to Ohio, on a single paycheck each from my mom and I. Granted we were both making a killing. I moved back on. . . Jason's credit card. All this god damn experience you'd think I could figure this out!!

Everyone keeps telling me wives ask for some kind of settlement in the divorce, maybe I should ask Jason for money. YEAAA right! It's taken almost 2 years to get a divorce when I asked for NOTHING! I can only imagine when I do.

Hey Jas, I need like $1850 so I can put security on a place in Utah, that's my divorce settlement okay? Hey if you wanna be generous make it a cool $5,000 so I don't have to freak out about no one in the house having a job, because as it turns out there are NONE in Cedar!

Fucking hell. I sure know how to screw myself don't I? First payment on the house goes out Friday. On a house I may NOT even be able to occupy.

This was not the plan, not even remotely close.

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