Saturday, October 22, 2011

Irritated!

I feel like I m being strangled.  With a very itchy wool scarf.  And I can't say the words.  I live with "Oh look-a chicken!"   Whenever the word we comes into play you can damn well bet I am not a part of the we.  It will never be a home even if I could carry the pre-historic sofa bed to the curb.  And the heavy gorgeous hope chest, throw it on my back and skip up the stairs?  But first I'd have to move the huge desk into the office/computer room.  If I had a sex change operation would I then be able to do these things?
Yes, I realize my part in this.  I know it is foolish to think I will ever be able to decorate and though I have thought of just throwing most of it away what if Aaron does't pay my house off and pay me back the $25,000.00 like he is supposed to- the apple doesn't fall  far from the tree you know-and I will need to sell my stuff to buy my meds or food or whichever I should happen to need most in any given week.
I only hope I die first.

Other than that -I'm fine.  Licking the remains of a caramel Milky Way from my lips. Yeah, I know someone else should be doing that but.....I don't have a cat anymore.  That's a sick story in itself, isn't it Hunter????

12 comments:

Ms. A said...

Girl, you need to take the bull by the horns... or whatever body part gets the attention, and do something about all this. What's the worst that could happen? Do you really think you can be more unhappy than you are now? You just might find out he could end up showing some respect. Stop being a door mat!

Coffeypot said...

I love Milky Ways, and what better way to enjoy one.

Can you sue the fucker for the $25 grand? To hell with the Hunter. He's shit anyway.

Momma Fargo said...

Oh boy. Girl power! As Ms. A advises..bull and horns. However, I'm bad at both...decorating and being a doormat. Or actually I'm good at being a doormat.

GIRL POWER!

Kristy said...

Actually, I can relate to not being able to decorate or have anything really in the house like I want. It is very frustrating. I think I kid myself that it will get better also. Probaly would if I wanted to break my back and work 24/7 around the house but probaly would get a lot of grief also.

Jen Daisybee said...

I'm new to your blog so I'm not exactly sure I understand what's going on, but I hope things get better for you soon, and definitely try not to be a "door mat" for anyone, as someone else commented here.

Rob-bear said...

Oh, yes. This post falls very definitely in the "Bah, humbug" territory.
Blessings and Bear hugs!

Wanda's Wings said...

You are making steps in the right direction. You got to get the 25 grand somehow. That would help ease the pain. Hang in there girl.

Cinderita said...

Oh my gosh! I cheered out loud when I read what Ms A and Momma Fargo wrote! I agree! yes yes!

The Bipolar Diva said...

25K? I'd be freaking crazed!

Deanna said...

You should take chargem and do what makes you happy if your the one having to wake up to the house you live in. Who cares if theres a little annoying bird in your ear he'll shut up sooner or later when he realizes it makes things so much better. Hope you the best :)

Snowbrush said...

Oh, I'm sorry about your kitty. I'm also sorry that Aaron owes you $25-grand that you aren't sure you'll ever be able to collect.

Susan said...

Hi Middle Child...

I want to thank you for all your visits and comments to my blog. I appreciate your input so much.

Honestly, I think you (and everybody) should be able to surround themselves with objects that are loved.

That's what adds to the preciousness of life! No one wants to live in a house with things that displease.

Think about how you can do that. Life is short. Each second must be savored, I think. And you DESERVE to have your house they way you want.

It doesn't have to cost a fortune or an arm and a leg. Thrift store shopping is fabulous . Americans through fabulous stuff away.

Take care. Susan