Sunday, September 7, 2008
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Foggy
I feel foggy and very tired. Its been a very long two weeks. Lots and LOTS of cleaning, but its good, and comfortable feeling now. Watching the new *Top Design* show, but I'm a bit distracted. The boys hate each other and its stressful. I wish they didn't want to kill each other :(. Chief will be coming *back* home soon :). Now that the paddock is better...Oh yeah I need to find out about better drainage...tah tah for now
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
So many changes....
I am SOOOO sick of moving!!!! Unfortunately we had to move again :(. It just sucks, I'm really quite upset about the whole situation. We finally moved into the new house we were renting from my father, and after a series of events decided not to stay there. First me and my dad got into a huge arguement about an drug dealing, heroin addicted uncle on my mother's side of the family that I haven't spoken to since I was a kid. I don't trust him, I could care less to talk to him, I have absolutely NOTHING to do with this man. So what that he's my uncle? I can't help who my mother has for brothers.......
Anyways, my Father (who has real issues with my mother's family since they got divorced when I was 9) freaked out on me for *galavanting* with my uncle in *his house*. Which by the way we were paying his mortgage/insurance/etc. for. As I said before I've haven't spoken with my uncle for years. Apparently my brother was talking to my dad about how my mother was dropping him off at camp, then coming to visit me, and was then going to visit her brother. Some how my father heard that my uncle was meeting me and my mom and my brother at camp and having a BBQ and going fishing and blah blah blah. Can we say "Paranoid"? So when my dad flipped out on me...I flipped right back. Admittedly I was pissed. Who did he think I was? I'm his freaking daughter, we had a better relationship than either my brother or sister did with him. I thought he trusted my judgement. Obviously not.
So I haven't *really* spoken to him since. I did see him and had normal greetings, but didn't spend any time with him, and for the most part ignored him. I was really upset. The next day he found out that I wasn't *galavanting* and that he was wrong. Does he appoligize? NO! of course not because that would be admitting that he was wrong. Instead he talks to my husband and says I guess I over-reacted before knowing the facts....Yeah think? And of course my brother is horrified that he caused such a problem...which really wasnt his fault! My dad *always* takes "information" in as he deems fit.
So then, a couple of weeks later Dew got laid off (my husband)....well that really screwed us. I already hadn't been working since April. I had been trying very unsuccessfully to get a new job. We had moved to northern maine because I've always wanted to live there. Its cheaper to live...but definately harder. We were *okay* just as long as my husband still was working...with him getting laid off it would be impossible if he couldn't find a job ASAP. A month goes by and after applying to every trucking company in the area (he has a CDL, there are only 6 trucking co.'s) we were slipping deeper and deeper into a financial hole.
A very VERY close friend offered us to move in with her. She had an extra room in the basement and was comfortable with all my critters coming to live with her too. It helps that she's my snake breeding partner. So we said yes. That week we started looking for jobs back in southern maine. Literally 2 hours after applying to PAF (a trucking co.) My husband got a call back, the next week he was hired (after doing all the prelim testing). He is on his second week of work now. So obviously the move was pretty fast, and my dad is pissed at us for moving out, and hasn't gotten over the *fight* that is somehow my fault.
So thats how we ended up back in southern maine after only 4 months in northern maine. It sucks, it really does. But thats life, eh? I'm so tired of explaining everything over and over to people. It's both embarrassing and stressful to constantly have to answer the same questions....
No...it wasn't because we couldn't handle it, Yes we liked it there, No we haven't sold our house, No we aren't living in it....because we are trying to sell it......etc. *sigh* so I' sick of moving! and hopefully wont have to move for a while.
The plan for the future.....Sell the house! Hopefully we will get a buyer! I need to have a confirmed job...apparently Cabelas is going to hire me....very weird, the contact guy hasn't told me, but when I went in to do a urine test the HR lady said I'd be all set to start once the background check comes through...So I'll be calling there tomorrow to see whats up. Me and dew will be trying to get the bills paid off that we've accured in the last 9 months (between him going to school, not being paid for 2 months due to on the job training.....and me being laid off without work for 4 months) our finances have been shot. So *fun*. So while the house is up for sale, we will be starting to pay off our excess bills (thank gawd for not having to *pay* to live here, we just help out with food and heating expenses, and help out around the house)....Then after the house is sold, I hope to have 6-8 months time to get everything in order and then start looking for a place to rent/buy that is within our means.
Living in Portland started to be too expensive...we can't afford it. C'est le vie.............so that is life currently. It sucks, but I still have my horse....and she gives me sanity.
Anyways, my Father (who has real issues with my mother's family since they got divorced when I was 9) freaked out on me for *galavanting* with my uncle in *his house*. Which by the way we were paying his mortgage/insurance/etc. for. As I said before I've haven't spoken with my uncle for years. Apparently my brother was talking to my dad about how my mother was dropping him off at camp, then coming to visit me, and was then going to visit her brother. Some how my father heard that my uncle was meeting me and my mom and my brother at camp and having a BBQ and going fishing and blah blah blah. Can we say "Paranoid"? So when my dad flipped out on me...I flipped right back. Admittedly I was pissed. Who did he think I was? I'm his freaking daughter, we had a better relationship than either my brother or sister did with him. I thought he trusted my judgement. Obviously not.
So I haven't *really* spoken to him since. I did see him and had normal greetings, but didn't spend any time with him, and for the most part ignored him. I was really upset. The next day he found out that I wasn't *galavanting* and that he was wrong. Does he appoligize? NO! of course not because that would be admitting that he was wrong. Instead he talks to my husband and says I guess I over-reacted before knowing the facts....Yeah think? And of course my brother is horrified that he caused such a problem...which really wasnt his fault! My dad *always* takes "information" in as he deems fit.
So then, a couple of weeks later Dew got laid off (my husband)....well that really screwed us. I already hadn't been working since April. I had been trying very unsuccessfully to get a new job. We had moved to northern maine because I've always wanted to live there. Its cheaper to live...but definately harder. We were *okay* just as long as my husband still was working...with him getting laid off it would be impossible if he couldn't find a job ASAP. A month goes by and after applying to every trucking company in the area (he has a CDL, there are only 6 trucking co.'s) we were slipping deeper and deeper into a financial hole.
A very VERY close friend offered us to move in with her. She had an extra room in the basement and was comfortable with all my critters coming to live with her too. It helps that she's my snake breeding partner. So we said yes. That week we started looking for jobs back in southern maine. Literally 2 hours after applying to PAF (a trucking co.) My husband got a call back, the next week he was hired (after doing all the prelim testing). He is on his second week of work now. So obviously the move was pretty fast, and my dad is pissed at us for moving out, and hasn't gotten over the *fight* that is somehow my fault.
So thats how we ended up back in southern maine after only 4 months in northern maine. It sucks, it really does. But thats life, eh? I'm so tired of explaining everything over and over to people. It's both embarrassing and stressful to constantly have to answer the same questions....
No...it wasn't because we couldn't handle it, Yes we liked it there, No we haven't sold our house, No we aren't living in it....because we are trying to sell it......etc. *sigh* so I' sick of moving! and hopefully wont have to move for a while.
The plan for the future.....Sell the house! Hopefully we will get a buyer! I need to have a confirmed job...apparently Cabelas is going to hire me....very weird, the contact guy hasn't told me, but when I went in to do a urine test the HR lady said I'd be all set to start once the background check comes through...So I'll be calling there tomorrow to see whats up. Me and dew will be trying to get the bills paid off that we've accured in the last 9 months (between him going to school, not being paid for 2 months due to on the job training.....and me being laid off without work for 4 months) our finances have been shot. So *fun*. So while the house is up for sale, we will be starting to pay off our excess bills (thank gawd for not having to *pay* to live here, we just help out with food and heating expenses, and help out around the house)....Then after the house is sold, I hope to have 6-8 months time to get everything in order and then start looking for a place to rent/buy that is within our means.
Living in Portland started to be too expensive...we can't afford it. C'est le vie.............so that is life currently. It sucks, but I still have my horse....and she gives me sanity.
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