Monday, October 24, 2011
Job
I've probably smashed on jobs a lot, since I don't like the idea of letting someone else control my time (that considered, why am I married? lol). I've probably also boasted a lot about the success of our business thus far.
Unfortunately, the success of our business thus far - while amazing - does not yet cover all of the debt we racked up beforehand (by "we" I of course mean "he and his last two wives, plus the divorce and the dog and the medical bills"). That being I am - guess what - getting a job.
I don't know where yet, and I'm pretty much scared to death. I don't even know how to write a resume. But...it's going to happen. Temporary situation. But important.
Unfortunately, the success of our business thus far - while amazing - does not yet cover all of the debt we racked up beforehand (by "we" I of course mean "he and his last two wives, plus the divorce and the dog and the medical bills"). That being I am - guess what - getting a job.
I don't know where yet, and I'm pretty much scared to death. I don't even know how to write a resume. But...it's going to happen. Temporary situation. But important.
Monday, October 17, 2011
Hubby's birthday
I have to say, I feel rather sorry for my husband right now. It's his 32nd birthday today and he hasn't really been having a very good day. Gut problems this morning (until about 2 in the afternoon) and a dinner scheduled with his dad tonight - which would be a good thing except for the fact that his dad is probably going to spend the whole time being a selfish jerk. But on top of that, he's determined today that he's going to have to put his dog down. Or have the vet give her and the bill to someone who can afford it.
I don't particularly like this dog. I don't especially dislike her, but once you're the one cleaning up messes and waking up at 2 in the morning to let it out, you become one of those people who just kinda doesn't like dogs. Our dog is pretty sick, last time we took her in the vet said pancreatitis...meaning her pancreas is pissed off and swollen. Now she's pooping blood.
In my opinion, dogs die. Oh well. But he's really attached to her and so he's all broken up over it.
EDIT:
As of just a few moments ago he said that we have an appointment with the vet tomorrow in the morning, and either he's going to work out a payment plan with the vet or he'll get her advise on the next move. So I guess we'll see what happens.
I don't particularly like this dog. I don't especially dislike her, but once you're the one cleaning up messes and waking up at 2 in the morning to let it out, you become one of those people who just kinda doesn't like dogs. Our dog is pretty sick, last time we took her in the vet said pancreatitis...meaning her pancreas is pissed off and swollen. Now she's pooping blood.
In my opinion, dogs die. Oh well. But he's really attached to her and so he's all broken up over it.
EDIT:
As of just a few moments ago he said that we have an appointment with the vet tomorrow in the morning, and either he's going to work out a payment plan with the vet or he'll get her advise on the next move. So I guess we'll see what happens.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
An update and a ramble
Life as of late has been very busy. I'm getting things back on track (as it seems I am forever doing) and trying to keep a good attitude. I have a habit of letting my attitude slip into oblivion and then stay there.
So what's been going on? Well, there's the dog. Dogs, more accurately. There's ours, who recently got sick and after a $700+ vet bill is probably going to be given away - to someone who can afford her when she gets sick. This is rather devastating to my husband, who adores her. It's a hallelujah moment for me. I don't particularly like the dog and I'm the one who has to do most of the dirty work of taking care of her so I'll be all too glad to be rid of her. Except, of course, for the fact that it hurts my husband so much to have to let her go. Then there's the one who is here so often she might as well be ours. No medical problems, just dumb as a brick. My mentor says that dogs are all the work of a severely retarded four year old for absolutely no real benefit or reason. At this point, I agree. Honestly, I'll be happy when we have no pets - and I'll be happy never to have one again.
There's the car. We got a new car that I am extremely pleased with. Not only does it have excellent gas mileage but it's pretty and handles very well.
There's the people who used to be our mentors: I don't know what in the world is going on with them except that they're now messed up. It's sad. I wish I could help, but I can't.
There's my business...going extremely well thankyou very much. Not well enough to afford a sudden $700+ vet bill but that will come in time. And I'm donating the profits from an entire line of merchandise to the womens ministry at our church (if anyone needs Christmas or birthday or any other occasion gift ideas, contact me)
There's my family, which I will not go into. Suffice to say I don't talk to them much right now.
There's the weird relationship I have with my ex. Not sure why I bother sometimes, since nothing I do can encourage him but for some reason I can't just cut things off. I've got to be here for him just in case. Plus, he's someone to talk to when I have noone else.
Aside from that, it's a bit of same old same old. Things are exciting, sure, but they're the same things.
So what's been going on? Well, there's the dog. Dogs, more accurately. There's ours, who recently got sick and after a $700+ vet bill is probably going to be given away - to someone who can afford her when she gets sick. This is rather devastating to my husband, who adores her. It's a hallelujah moment for me. I don't particularly like the dog and I'm the one who has to do most of the dirty work of taking care of her so I'll be all too glad to be rid of her. Except, of course, for the fact that it hurts my husband so much to have to let her go. Then there's the one who is here so often she might as well be ours. No medical problems, just dumb as a brick. My mentor says that dogs are all the work of a severely retarded four year old for absolutely no real benefit or reason. At this point, I agree. Honestly, I'll be happy when we have no pets - and I'll be happy never to have one again.
There's the car. We got a new car that I am extremely pleased with. Not only does it have excellent gas mileage but it's pretty and handles very well.
There's the people who used to be our mentors: I don't know what in the world is going on with them except that they're now messed up. It's sad. I wish I could help, but I can't.
There's my business...going extremely well thankyou very much. Not well enough to afford a sudden $700+ vet bill but that will come in time. And I'm donating the profits from an entire line of merchandise to the womens ministry at our church (if anyone needs Christmas or birthday or any other occasion gift ideas, contact me)
There's my family, which I will not go into. Suffice to say I don't talk to them much right now.
There's the weird relationship I have with my ex. Not sure why I bother sometimes, since nothing I do can encourage him but for some reason I can't just cut things off. I've got to be here for him just in case. Plus, he's someone to talk to when I have noone else.
Aside from that, it's a bit of same old same old. Things are exciting, sure, but they're the same things.
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