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I've started picking up around the room, putting stuff away that's been out for months. I'm thinking about throwing my club boots into the closet. They're just in the way. Doing that means I'm not going to need them, and I'm hesitant to give that up just yet.
So I think I'm going to take a shower, head out and get supermarket sushi (of course the one day I want sushi and have the time,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
elvendoll is in Prague *silly grin* I'm sorry sweetie - when you get back I'll have WAY more time and my attitude will be much lighter, promise.) and some soup and then come back here and get myself settled to work.
I shut my phone off last night, I just couldn't deal with my clients calling at 9 or 10 AM, after getting to bed after 4. I feel like Death warmed over, but I know it's important I be up, so I can maybe sleep tonight. But it's now noon thirty and I haven't turned my phone on yet. I probably won't until after my shower. I planned out my schedule last night, it doesn't look good at all. I need to schedule some car work, but I'm afraid of how much has to be done. I want the front brakes, and the Uber Tune Up (the 60,000 where they pretty much replace all the fluids and the sparks and everything else. My car is always Mr.Yum-yum after one of those. Yes, I just said "My car is Mr. Yum-yum, deal with it.) I'm just a bit hesitant to spend the money just to find out there's a critical problem. but I can't afford a new car, so I guess there's my answer.
My sister is apparently being evicted, by the sale of her apartment building. Of course, the not paying of rent helps. Personally, I don't think they CAN, since they have kids, and she's not the legal definition of late with kids standard, but she's looking for something. This is someone who completely fucked over my mother's bf regarding the deposit on this place, and the Fat Ass BoyFriend (again - FABF) The Unit told me the eviction notice came in her name, only, when FABF is on the lease. This has been one of his things, he's not moving because he's "on the lease." Well it appears he's NOT. She has offers of places to go, including here (What - what the FUCK???) IF she only brings the nephew and my impending niece. The FABF needs to go. Oh NO she won't do that.
Here's the kicker - she said to my mother "If FABF (remember now, he's unemployed, REFUSES to work, and bitches she doesn't give him enough money to buy rounds for his friends) gets a mortgage, can we buy the condo from you?" This would be the condo WHERE I LIVE!!! I actually choked on a french fry. I told the Unit if she lets that FABF move in, I'd drop EVERYTHING, move out and leave her alone with them, AND if she sold the place to them I'd FREAK and never speak to her again. There's one thing about selling the condo, there's another selling it to a child support avoiding, non job getting, needing a neutering, verbal child abusing, girlfriend hitting, fucking smug ass son of a BITCH like that. Oh, and he'd default on the loan, and SOMEHOW my mother would end up footing the bill. WTF is my sister thinking. I know what _I'M_ thinking - over my DEAD fucking body!!!!!
So, after the season, my priority is becoming rest, lack of stress, and completeion of taxes. Once my taxes are done, I'll negotiate a payoff. THEN I'll check all my credit reports, see what they look like, and get preapproved for a mortgage. My mother has already named the price she'll sell me the condo at. If everything falls into place, I'll buy it off her - she'll continue to stay here, maybe she'll help me with bills like a roommate would, but she can take the money from the sale, plop it into a money market, and start saving the mortgage payment in addition to it, and maybe buy herself a small house. Personally, and I need to suggest this to her tonight, she should wait until her bf's mother dies, she's elderly, and while she's hanging on, she's not well, and once thathappens his sister, who is manovering to take everything (I'm not emotionally involved - I can see her hovering like a vulture) will take away his house. Then, they should get married (legally) and apply for a mortgage, and get the house she wants. Then I'm taken care of, she's taken care of and my nephew has somewhere to go.
My mother said last night, during one of my discussions about my pending niece, that while the baby might take my nephew's place with my sister, it won't be with her. She's not planning on doing ANYTHING for the new baby. I now have legit proof that my mother plays favorites, something I always suspected as a child, but was told I was crazy for thinking. _I'M_ the child who ruined her life - she got pregnant and married he that we call "the Asshole." My sister was her CHOICE. Someday, she's going to throw it at me, and I'm going to THANK her - if she hadn't left me with my great-grandparents, I'd be my sister. I can't fathom that. Anyway, I pity my not yet born niece - she's going to carry quite a load, and will grow up knowing noone but her mother wanted her, and my sister will come to resent her. I have issues thanks to the Sperm Donor, but I'm going to do what I can to overcome that. It's unfair to bring a child in where the situation is already bad. I just have this feeling that this kid will be the ME of her generation - there's one of us in every one. It seems to have skipped my mothers - although SHE could be it, she's always been pretty strong - doing what was necessary, even if she's compulsive and co-dependent on her BF. My Great Uncle Joe is it between him and his sister (my grandmother) and I think my Great Grandfather Joe (Buzzy *grins* I can't think of him any other way.) was that of his generation. I have a whole host of relatives I know NOTHING about, both on his side and my great grandmothers. She was a Murphy - I have freaking relatives everywhere. It's not right - I should have grown up surrounded by aunts.
And people wonder why I don't want kids. I don't want to BE LIKE that. I just want my nice deviant lifestyle, with my Pet in England, and occasional Ben Rodda, and my friends.
heh - I need ot get punching - I need that shower and some sushi, and check my voicemail and get to work. I have a lot of hope for today. Cleaning has to wait.
I've started picking up around the room, putting stuff away that's been out for months. I'm thinking about throwing my club boots into the closet. They're just in the way. Doing that means I'm not going to need them, and I'm hesitant to give that up just yet.
So I think I'm going to take a shower, head out and get supermarket sushi (of course the one day I want sushi and have the time,
elvendoll is in Prague *silly grin* I'm sorry sweetie - when you get back I'll have WAY more time and my attitude will be much lighter, promise.) and some soup and then come back here and get myself settled to work. I shut my phone off last night, I just couldn't deal with my clients calling at 9 or 10 AM, after getting to bed after 4. I feel like Death warmed over, but I know it's important I be up, so I can maybe sleep tonight. But it's now noon thirty and I haven't turned my phone on yet. I probably won't until after my shower. I planned out my schedule last night, it doesn't look good at all. I need to schedule some car work, but I'm afraid of how much has to be done. I want the front brakes, and the Uber Tune Up (the 60,000 where they pretty much replace all the fluids and the sparks and everything else. My car is always Mr.Yum-yum after one of those. Yes, I just said "My car is Mr. Yum-yum, deal with it.) I'm just a bit hesitant to spend the money just to find out there's a critical problem. but I can't afford a new car, so I guess there's my answer.
My sister is apparently being evicted, by the sale of her apartment building. Of course, the not paying of rent helps. Personally, I don't think they CAN, since they have kids, and she's not the legal definition of late with kids standard, but she's looking for something. This is someone who completely fucked over my mother's bf regarding the deposit on this place, and the Fat Ass BoyFriend (again - FABF) The Unit told me the eviction notice came in her name, only, when FABF is on the lease. This has been one of his things, he's not moving because he's "on the lease." Well it appears he's NOT. She has offers of places to go, including here (What - what the FUCK???) IF she only brings the nephew and my impending niece. The FABF needs to go. Oh NO she won't do that.
Here's the kicker - she said to my mother "If FABF (remember now, he's unemployed, REFUSES to work, and bitches she doesn't give him enough money to buy rounds for his friends) gets a mortgage, can we buy the condo from you?" This would be the condo WHERE I LIVE!!! I actually choked on a french fry. I told the Unit if she lets that FABF move in, I'd drop EVERYTHING, move out and leave her alone with them, AND if she sold the place to them I'd FREAK and never speak to her again. There's one thing about selling the condo, there's another selling it to a child support avoiding, non job getting, needing a neutering, verbal child abusing, girlfriend hitting, fucking smug ass son of a BITCH like that. Oh, and he'd default on the loan, and SOMEHOW my mother would end up footing the bill. WTF is my sister thinking. I know what _I'M_ thinking - over my DEAD fucking body!!!!!
So, after the season, my priority is becoming rest, lack of stress, and completeion of taxes. Once my taxes are done, I'll negotiate a payoff. THEN I'll check all my credit reports, see what they look like, and get preapproved for a mortgage. My mother has already named the price she'll sell me the condo at. If everything falls into place, I'll buy it off her - she'll continue to stay here, maybe she'll help me with bills like a roommate would, but she can take the money from the sale, plop it into a money market, and start saving the mortgage payment in addition to it, and maybe buy herself a small house. Personally, and I need to suggest this to her tonight, she should wait until her bf's mother dies, she's elderly, and while she's hanging on, she's not well, and once thathappens his sister, who is manovering to take everything (I'm not emotionally involved - I can see her hovering like a vulture) will take away his house. Then, they should get married (legally) and apply for a mortgage, and get the house she wants. Then I'm taken care of, she's taken care of and my nephew has somewhere to go.
My mother said last night, during one of my discussions about my pending niece, that while the baby might take my nephew's place with my sister, it won't be with her. She's not planning on doing ANYTHING for the new baby. I now have legit proof that my mother plays favorites, something I always suspected as a child, but was told I was crazy for thinking. _I'M_ the child who ruined her life - she got pregnant and married he that we call "the Asshole." My sister was her CHOICE. Someday, she's going to throw it at me, and I'm going to THANK her - if she hadn't left me with my great-grandparents, I'd be my sister. I can't fathom that. Anyway, I pity my not yet born niece - she's going to carry quite a load, and will grow up knowing noone but her mother wanted her, and my sister will come to resent her. I have issues thanks to the Sperm Donor, but I'm going to do what I can to overcome that. It's unfair to bring a child in where the situation is already bad. I just have this feeling that this kid will be the ME of her generation - there's one of us in every one. It seems to have skipped my mothers - although SHE could be it, she's always been pretty strong - doing what was necessary, even if she's compulsive and co-dependent on her BF. My Great Uncle Joe is it between him and his sister (my grandmother) and I think my Great Grandfather Joe (Buzzy *grins* I can't think of him any other way.) was that of his generation. I have a whole host of relatives I know NOTHING about, both on his side and my great grandmothers. She was a Murphy - I have freaking relatives everywhere. It's not right - I should have grown up surrounded by aunts.
And people wonder why I don't want kids. I don't want to BE LIKE that. I just want my nice deviant lifestyle, with my Pet in England, and occasional Ben Rodda, and my friends.
heh - I need ot get punching - I need that shower and some sushi, and check my voicemail and get to work. I have a lot of hope for today. Cleaning has to wait.
