Wednesday, October 31, 2007
On Monday night she refused to sign yet another credit card application so that he would have money to go overseas to meet his Philippino mail order bride. (Not that he'd ever admit that's what she is, but we've SEEN the emails!) He went apeshit. Smashed up the kitchen, threw glasses at her and W and threatened to kill her.
The cops were called and he took off. An AVO has been taken out and the police made him cancel his travel plans. He was meant to be flying out in a fortnights time you see. So, no money, no nookey, trouble with the cops and more tantrums.
All of this culminated yesterday with W (eldest son) organising alternative housing and D (youngest son) organising manpower and trucks to move them with. They were unpacked in the new house by tea time last night leaving him with only a bed, a fridge, one telly and kitchen gear for one.
So he gets home late yesterday afternoon, finds the house cleaned out and rings her to say "I'm sorry, I don't want you to leave, I didn't mean for any of this to happen, I just wanted the children gone" He wants her to kick out her two children who are at home and not have any contact with the 3 that aren't. Fair enough to kick the two out of home on the surface, they are adults after all....... but this isn't about them sponging, this is about him being terrified that one of the no longer intimidated by him children will start to influence her away from under his control.
This may be it. I'm hoping this is it. I'm praying this is it. But at the same time I have to advise hubby and his siblings to be cautious too. They are desperate for their mother to get away from their stepfather/father, but are looking at this only through the eyes of the child of a battered woman. They don't understand why she stayed so long. They don't understand why she was so desperate to hang onto her house. They don't understand that after having her identity slowly but surely stripped from her that house is the only solid thing left that defines her. They don't understand that she has been manipulated by this man for nearly 30 years and is still vulnerable to him. They don't understand that battered women often go back and sometimes need a few trial runs before they actually go and stay gone. They don't understand that they can't make decisions for her right now, no matter how screwed up her thinking because until she owns the final decision to leave that it will never really be over.
I wouldn't wish what I went through with my ex on my worst enemy, but ........... how do I put this?......... if some good is to come from the hell I went through, I'm glad it is this, that I can support my husband through this and hopefully help him and his siblings understand a little of what their mother is going through.
I also had to go to the doctor's to get some scripts refilled today. Turned out it was quite lucky cos I had CJ up till 4 this morning with a fever, headache and sore throat. Gave me a bit of a fright. She hasn't been that sick since she was a tot. The doc confirmed my guess, just a virus, not much to be done except paracetamol and rest. We had just made it out of the chemist from replenishing our supplies when TJ got flushed and grumpy. He was home from school too as he had a headache last night and I thought a day at home might help him kick whatever was making him off. Looks like he's got the same bug.
So......... we made one last pit stop at Woolies for lemonade and a new dvd, and the kids are now both settled in the living room watching 'The Rise Of The Silver Surfer'.
I'm hoping that they might have a nap. I could sure use one!
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
Needless to say hubby was less than impressed. I told him that he'd obviously forgotten the 15 minute rule - if you are out of bed for more than 15 minutes you are up and forfeit all bed rights.
So he starts mucking around walking in and out of the bedroom growling at the bednapper daughter. At one stage he comes running in the with insect spray yelling about a cockroach being in the bed. I tell him its a pink cockroach in its dressing gown. She informs me that she's a breast cancer cockroach!
He give up after that! LMAO
Monday, October 29, 2007
I explained to him that he had to simply crack two eggs into the frying pan, then keep stirring them while they cooked. He asked if he then had to put them in a bowl to "smoosh them up" . I explained that no, the stirring while cooking would do that for him. So off he goes to cook his eggs under his sisters supervision.
Except that he wouldn't let her supervise! So every couple of minutes he was in and out of my bedroom (still stuck) asking me were his eggs cooked enough yet. Mind you he was bringing the frying pan, the egg flip and the egg rings with him every trip. Not sure why we needed the egg rings, but they make great bracelets!
Hubby has not long gotten home and asked me about the mess in the frying pan. Quite frankly, I told him, I'm surprised there isn't egg from one end of the house to the other!
No I can do this. I. Can. Do. My. Menu. Plan.
Monday - Eggs on Toast
Tuesday - Hawaiian Pizza!
Baking - pikelets
Wednesday - Shepard's Pie and Salad
Thursday - Steak & sweet potato salad
Baking - Cinamon Tea Cake
Friday - Fish and Chips
Saturday - Snags and Mash with veges
Baking - Chocolate Slice
Sunday - Rissoles, potato wedges and veges
Cinamon Tea Cake
60g Butter or Margarine
1 Teaspoon of Vanilla Essence
1/2 Cup Castor Sugar
1 Cup of Self Raising Flour
1/3 cup of Milk
1 teaspoon melted butter
Cinamon Sugar to taste
Soften butter/margarine and beat into castor sugar. Add vanilla essence and egg and beat well. Alternate adding portions of milk and flour, beat until smooth. Pour into small round cake tin or loaf tin and bake in moderate oven for 25 - 30 minutes.
After turning out from tin, brush melted butter across top of cake and sprinkle with cinamon sugar. Let cool and enjoy!
Head over to Laura's for more menu planning inspiration!
Saturday, October 27, 2007
They have stuffed themselves on chips, lollies, sponge cake with jam & cream filling, pikelets, more lollies, hotdogs and hot chips. TJ long ago hit overload as was convinced to go to bed before he had a meltdown. Hubby has been intermittently turning the back lights off and scaring the beejezus out of the girls for his own amusement.
I decided that while I couldn't exactly do much being stuck in bed that I would make each one a pair of earrings as a take home treat. Of course two of them had to pick out their own designs which has taken the better part of an hour lol These are some of the earrings I made for the girls.
Oh and I heard the most interesting version of "These Boots are made For Walking" the girls were singing it as "these boobs were made for bouncin' and that's just what they'll do, one of these days these boobs are going to bounce all over you" It was pretty much at that point that I decided that perhaps being stuck in bed for the duration of the party wasn't such a bad thing after all!
Friday, October 26, 2007
I must admit though to freakin myself out a little last night. I was sitting here thinking "well its CJ's b/day so its only 8 weeks till Christmas" then I thought "oh shit! I'm getting operated on in 4 weeks so need to be ready WAYYYYYY early"
I've taken stock today and its not as bad as I first thought.
All of hubby's and the kids gifts are either ordered through Chrisco/Castle or on layby. I only have one niece, one nephew and parents left to acquire gifts for. One set of grandparents disapprove of us spending money on them and the kids are capable (with minimum supervision) of making chocolates and I can give CJ a small embroidered banner to make without much difficulty. The two sets of grandparents on hubby's side only ever get photo's from us so I just have to pick some and get nice prints made up. My parents........ well......... I'll think of something I"m sure! lol A voucher from the local second hand book shop for my dad and something crafty for mum. As long as I've figured out what I'm making before my op, I'll be able to get it done while I"m resting up after.
The tree we usually put up the first weekend in December. Given that my op is a few days before we'll just put it up a week early. I'm also going to drag out my boxes of stuff so I can figure out where I want things to go. I figure that sitting in bed giving orders to others about where I want things still counts as resting! lol
I just need to make a plan so that all the big jobs are taken care of before my op or by someone else. As long as I get some kind of plan together I think it should all be pretty smoothly.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
Well that's the birthday sone they sing at school.
I had to laugh, CJ came complaining that some of the boys in her class were cranky at her for not bringing in birthday cake to share.... I would've thought they'd be getting a bit past that by their age! lol 10 & 11 year old boys are funny creatures
Part of her present was a Pandora's Charm Bracelet. She REALLY likes it. I'm so pleased! Now if I can just con DHubby (non affectionate form today) into buying one for me for Christmas I'll be a happy chicky!
We had a pretty good afternoon despite my being sore and laid up again. Mud cake makes everything better. I'm managing to move a little today, so we aren't postponing her party. We will be doing easy party food like party pies, sausage rolls, cocktail frankfurts etc though to keep it simple and easy. She is having 4 friends for a sleepover in a tent in the backyard. I figure if they are outside there is less chance of my hearing them giggling all night! lol
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Monday - Spag Bol
Tuesday - Snags and homemade chips
Wednesday - Roast Chook and vege
Thursday - Snags and something or other
Friday - Rissoles and Vege
Saturday - Party food
Sunday - More Rissoles and vege
Dunno what I did to myself the other day, but I'm back in bed again. Sigh. AND to add insult to injury my shirt slipped up giving me too much heat from the hot water bottle so now I have blisters as well.
Last night about midnight, I was hoping to be able to get myself a glass of freakin' water and ended up stuck in the kitchen, not able to get back to bed, so had to call out to CJ to come help me. Poor girl must've been keeping an ear out for me cos she was there in two seconds, helped me back to bed, reheated my hot pack, got me a glass of cold water, tucked me in and went back to bed. She had bags the size of tasmania under her eyes this morning, so stayed home from school and bummed around with me watching dvd's all day. This child is a legend! She absolutely rocks!
S0 this weeks menu is all stuff that the kids can cook themselves if need be. I just hope I'm back on my feet by sat for CJ's party, but if I'm not, we have a plan B to have it next w/e instead and she's not upset at the idea at all. God luv her!
Monday, October 22, 2007
So as a result I'm lounging around in bed today watching telly. Jenny McCarthy is on Oprah. She says that kids with autism can recover. Huh? thinks I. Recover she says. Just like someone in a bus crash recovers. She then goes on to explain that autism is a result of vaccination shots. Way to go Oprah! Way to convince millions of viewers that the parents of autistic children haven't bothered to rescue then and "bring them out" AND that vaccinations cause autism. I suppose the 'peace from the divine' during her son's cardiac arrest should have set off some warning bells. I don't know an awful lot about autism, but even I could see that this woman is a complete nutter.
She was talking about giving "hope" to parents of autistic children. All I saw was her giving the majority of them a slap in the face and opening the door for more crackpot theories
Sunday, October 21, 2007
Finally when I get him to explain why, it turns out that L was talking to him later in the day and was worried that she may have offended me by calling me the wrong name. The fella's thought this was a great joke. They started calling me "P" every time they talked to me after that. Then it became "P2" in honour of my status as the second secretary.
But I got the last laugh. They didn't think it was quite as funny when I started calling them all by the names of the old executive members!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
We've only had one training night since reforming last week and he's already come to that conclusion? I could understand him raising that kind of concern if after a month or so people weren't talking to him and he wasn't being included in brigade activities, but after just one week, one training night and one job in which he was asked to participate, he had decided that some of us are angry and grudgeful? Makes you wonder who's not giving whom a go.
It's a bit of a joke really. The fact is that most of us are quite beyond hurt or angry. The level of ridiculousness has left most just plain old tired. Tired of bullshit and crap. The real issue here is trust and that is something that may take quite some time to rebuild.
The phone call went something like this.........
the captain:- "Bettina?"
Me: - " Yes Brian?"
the captain:- "P. has resigned"
Me:- - "oh"
the captain:- "guess what?"
Me: - "what"
the captain:- "you're it"
Me: - "I am?"
the captain:- "yep congratulations"
Me: - "asshole"
the captain:- "bahahahaha"
She hadn't done much except for typing up last week's minutes and checking the PO Box. So, yesterday I had to sort out what the bank needed to open the new brigade account, collect signatures, find minutes, make a new letter head, write letters, close store accounts, open new store accounts, chase the other exec members for more signatures, order enough meat to feed God only knows how many people for 3 days, create new sign on sheets and try to find some contact details for members so we could organise crews. All this while being shit-stirred mercilessly by the fella's.
This morning I spent trying to figure out what office supplies I needed to set up the office how I would like it, and how I was going to file/sort paperwork etc, all without the benefit of being able to see what was in the filing cabinet as the keys had been lost. Three hours, much more shit-stirring and $400 later I have a fully stocked office, the kitchen supplies are replenished and there is enough food in the place to feed a small army. Only then did one of the guys finally break into the filing cabinet for me to discover that I didn't need 1/3 of the stationary I brought. Keys are very handy things. So are bolt cutters.
Its been quite a funny day actually - some executives from the old brigade were 1st class hoarders. We have been finding equipment, supplies and uniforms all over the place in padlocked lockers with no keys, hidden in cupboards, and shoved in boxes. I have a feeling that its going to take us quite a while to get an accurate picture of what exactly is in our station.
I think I'm on top of the secretary side of the job as of this evening, although mid afternoon if one more person had asked me just one more question I would have happily stuffed their head in the filing cabinet and set it alight. At that point I came home for a couple of hours to just sit in the cool quiet, enjoy the chatter of my children and clear my head.
Tomorrow we start to set up our financial record system. Fortunately I have a qualified book keeper on hand to help with that. By far the biggest job is going to be to sort and archive the 13 years worth of paperwork from the old brigade. We have been finding paperwork stashed all over the station too. It will be a bit-by-bit-over-quite-a-few-months job methinks.
But the thing that makes me smile, the thing that I'm really really proud of the past two days............... my washing is done, dry & folded, the dishwasher is packed and the sink is shiny!
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
It all started Monday night with the first official training night of our new brigade. Has me absolutely perplexed why some people jumped up and down wanting the night changed so they could be there....... it was the same usual suspects in attendance as always. lol
Had some errands to do yesterday and then today have spent the day at the station cleaning and clearing out the stuff from the old brigade. Then another meeting tonight to organise crew for the next few days.
The local Aero club is hosting a fly in this weekend. They are expecting 300 or so planes and 2000 or so people. We are providing fire protection for the event so need a crew on standby at all times as well as needing an extra person or two manning our station as it is the command centre in case of emergency during the event as well as providing the pilots with a place to shower etc during the weekend. So its all hands on deck till Monday when they all go home again. Hopefully some of us will get a flight for our efforts! lol
I was given a mission today. The mission, and I did choose to accept it, was to locate and acquire an adequate supply of toilet paper without actually paying for any! lol I did quite well. I raided the Fire Control Office and came back with 4 commercial size rolls of toilet paper, plus as an added bonus a bag full of RFS wristbands and yo-yo's. I wasn't quite sure how the yo-yo's would be used for wiping our butts, but told the FCO that we'd figure out something! Perhaps we can trade them......... go into the school and tell kids that we'll give them a yo-yo for every roll of dunny paper they steal from home and bring in to us! lmao
I'm quite enjoying myself right now. This is a part of the job that I really really enjoy and after having a break for a few months I'm finding myself quite eager to get back in the swing of things and quite thankful that I can.
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
I recovered from that quite well, but started having hormonal problems 6 months later. My cycle got so out of whack that I ended up anaemic and slept this winter away. My husband told me that I'd "gone whacko" and the kids used to hide from me during the worst of the mood swings. When my GP started me on hormones I also had acne the likes of which I had not ever had even during the peak of my adolescent zit production!
So, three months, may tests and quite a few iron tablets later, my gynecologist tells me I have a pseudo poly cystic ovary disorder which means in a nutshell that I'm not ovulating properly and its throwing everything out of whack, including my weight.
Basically I have two options a) a hormone implant that he doesn't feel confident of being able to place because of the awkward position of my uterus and scaring from the operation last year that I would need a general anaesthetic for anyway or b) a hysterectomy which will stop the hormones, control the anaemia, help me lose weight and take my risk of further cancers from "very high" to "practically zero".
Let me see......... I choose.......... tick tock tick tock......... b! So I have 6 weeks to say goodbye to my uterus. I'm thinking of throwing it a farewell party the weekend before my op.......... do you reckon that will count as decluttering body clutter? lol!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Monday - tonight we had eggs on toast
Baking - Date Loaf & Honey Rice Bubble Slice
Tuesday - BBQ Chicken, chips + Salad & hot bread rolls
Wednesday - Chicken Pasta Bake (Freezer Meal) + Cabbage & Sweet Potato
Baking - Tea Cake & Cheese Scones
Thursday - Sausages + Cheesy Potatoes & Peas, Corn
Friday - FFY (Fend For Yourself)
Baking - Chocolate Cake & Pikelets
Saturday - Lamb Cutlets + Potato Fritters and Salad
Sunday - Spaghetti Bolognaise
Thought I'd share one of our favourite slice recipes.
Honey Rice Bubble Slice
4 cups of Rice Bubbles
1 cup of Coconut
1 cup of unsalted Peanuts
120 grams Butter or Margarine
4 tblspns Honey
1cup Castor Sugar
Combine Rice Bubbles, Coconut and Peanuts in large mixing bowl.
Gently heat Margarine, Honey and Castor Sugar in a saucepan until melted. Bring to the boil and simmer for 5 minutes stirring occasionally (be careful if you don't stir it will bubble over). Poor over dry ingredients and mix through.
Press into slice tin and allow to cool and set. Cut slice and store in an airtight container.
Doesn't usually last long enough in our house to need refrigerating, but does keep well in the fridge.
For more menu plans and recipes visit Laura
Sunday, October 14, 2007
I am soooooooo very ready for school to go back tomorrow! lol
I love my kids. And I love spending time with them. And I love school holidays. I love the break in routine. I love not having to be anywhere. I love being able to make the day up as we go along.
But today, I am just ready for some "alone time" and tomorrow...... I shall have it!
Saturday, October 13, 2007
I call them sandpaper people because while they do rough us up a little with their backhanded compliments, poorly worded jokes or inappropriate comments, they also take off some of our rough edges. They teach us to be a little more tolerant, a little more patient and to be a little quicker to overlook careless words that previously would have caused us to explode or at the very least offended us and left us stewing in our own juices.
But I think the worst of it is that even when you do eventually blow up at them they always reason it away. "oh she's just stressed about blah blah and taking it out on me as usual". It's never something they did, they are just the convenient scapegoat for our mood swings. I guess its half true. I do tend to blow up at my sandpaper friend when something else in my life is going crappily, but that doesn't mean that she's not unintentionally insulting the rest of the time, just that I am better equipped to overlook it when everything else is going well.
I still have to wonder sometimes........... how long till she runs out of sand and is just plain old paper? And will that be before or after I try to choke some sense into her with my bare hands?
Friday, October 12, 2007
So well in fact that I have been known to wander into the living room to see what he's watching on the telly that has sirens on it or to turn our scanner up to sticky beak at whats happening around town only to find that it's actually TJ in his bedroom playing out a disaster of epic proportions on the road mat that covers most of his bedroom floor.
There have already been a few disasters this morning. I hope they take a break mid afternoon so I can have a short nap without dimly recognising the sound in my sleep then bolting awake waiting for my pager to go off! Don't laugh. It's happened before!
I keep wondering though............... will he be a fireman or a firetruck when he grows up?
Thursday, October 11, 2007
This time it's my own family's turn to exhibit their dysfunctionality.
Today my brother J picked an argument with my mother. When she drove off on him before he'd finished his rant, he decided to follow her home. Luckily that wasn't where she actually went, because he had a little tantrum and trashed the house. God only knows what he would have done had he been able to find her. He then took his rage for a drive around town and caused some havoc elsewhere as well.
My brother is a drug addict. At the moment he's using and at the mercy of his addiction. Most likely a combination of marijuana and amphetamines or possibly heroin. He's also mentally ill. So the drugs transform his normal quirky behaviour, quick temper and secretiveness into full blown conspiracy theories, rages and paranoia. The police were talking about having him scheduled (committed to a mental ward for evaluation) tomorrow if he isn't acting a bit more rationally in the morning. I hope they do. I hope he gets some help this time for his head space and not just his addiction.
The past few days he has eaten
* breakfast - full bowl of cereal
* 2nd breakfast - another full bowl of cereal
* Lunch - a sandwich
* 2nd lunch - another sandwich
* afternoon tea - hoards of bickies and fruit
* late afternoon tea - an apple if he can con one out of me
* dinner - whatever we are having plus seconds
* desert - iceblock or icecream
* supper - bowl of baked beans
He's either having a growth spurt or is actually a hobbit child in disguise!
My fear is this - if he eats like this during a growth spurt at age 8 how on earth will I every manage to keep enough food in the house when he's in his teens???
Perhaps I should change his name to Tomwise Gamgee!
Hubby and I are off the hook job wise. I'm quite thankful for that, but he's a bit ticked. Understandably so too. He's more qualified than two blokes who were put in for positions and had tried to stay neutral through the BS earlier this year. Unfortunately I was a prime target and him being my husband, I can understand why they didn't want to put him in. Not fair, but that's life.
Anyhow, I have my gear back, have my pager back, I have permission to upgrade my licence to drive the tankers and apparently hubby will be getting a station key at some stage so we are set to go for the coming fire season which looks like being a doozy!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
My question however is this............. how many toddlers do they think sit up watching telly at that time of night? Wouldn't the advertising dollars be better spent in the morning during ....... hmmm lets see....... the shows the kids actually watch?
Methinks someone dropped the ball..............
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
Monday, October 8, 2007
Somehow I don't think that we'll be right to start the season next Thursday let alone host the Zone Championship Carnival the first weekend in December without some kind of mad scramble for funds and equipment over the next few weeks.
What a bit of rotten luck!!
Some nights I have had to send him back to the shower 3 or 4 times before he will finally hop in and actually wash himself. He would be quite happy to forgo showers altogether and pj's and just wear the same clothes all day, then sleep in them at night too for weeks on end I am sure.
Having already used the "if you don't start washing yourself I'll have to bath you like a baby" to no avail I am now unsure of what mother's barb to pull out of my arsenal next. Have no fear though, it will come to me. This is not Miss Lou that I am dealing with - I have so far always come out on top with the other two!
Well actually, I did a little more than just menu planning today. I started taking a full inventory of my pantry. I know that Flylady Leanne suggest we have a perpetual pantry list, but I don't think I'm up to being that organised yet. I did however like this idea for organising my pantry from MeckMom! I often buy things I already have because I didn't see it on my shelf or miss something that I needed again because I didn't see it or saw an empty packet and didn't realise I needed it. Not sure how I'm going to organise my inventory list yet, but I'll come up with something over the next few weeks I'm sure.
Anyhow the menu plan for this week is.........
Monday - Chicken Schnitzel with Sweet Potato & Salad
Tuesday - Takeaway
Wednesday - Shepard's Pie (freezer meal x4)
Thursday - Rissoles with Potato & Mixed Greens
Friday - Beer Battered Fish with Chips & Salad
Saturday - Sausages with Mash & Salad
Sunday - Roast Chicken with Roast Veges, Peas & Corn
The freezer meal is one that I can make extra of that will freeze nicely for hubby's meals while on the road through the week.
I also need to include on my shopping list for this week snacks for school for the kids & healthy snacks for me. I really should pick a day to do some baking. I'll have a think about it.
Sunday, October 7, 2007
I guess my message today, dear friends, is that teeth are for chewing not making sound effects with. You just never know. One day that advice could save your false teeth from a hammer.
So then his dvd wouldn't work. He fiddled with it for ten minutes and couldn't get it to play. lmao. So then he brings the dvd player back. I wait 15 minutes put the dvd on and it plays straight away!! lmao
Serves him right for pinching it on me!
Saturday, October 6, 2007
Thursday, October 4, 2007
I've really been craving the chocolate this week - not an uncommon occurrence for me at 'that time of the month'. I've actually eaten 3/4 of a block in the past 4 days which is quite a lot for me. A block can often last me a month or more (providing no one else finds it). Maybe not the healthiest form of self medication, but at least its better than cigarettes right? But damn it all, if it wasn't so choc full of chocolatey goodness that makes me feel better than I wouldn't crave it. So its the chocolates fault you see, not mine................
I woke up with a sore arm (dunno why) and a headache (my sinuses are gunked up again).
Then, I'd only been up for 20 minutes this morning when TJ broke the dvd/set top box. It wouldn't work cos he had it on telly not dvd so he then pressed every button multiple times and seems to have fried it! It was only 6 weeks old!!
Hubby is in Ballarat so can't fix it for me!
The forecast for a cooler day must be off - its already 3 degrees warmer than yesterday. (but at least the damn wind has dropped)
The electrician showed up unannounced while I was in the shower to look at the air con unit which is stuffed only to then hop in his ute and take off without saying a word, so I have no idea whats wrong with it, when he'll be back or when it might be fixed.
Then on top of that my periods (not going to stuff around with phrases like "a friend" - tis no friend of mine!) arrived with a vengance this morning and I feel like crap. I'm just hoping the mood swings don't kick in full force or I really might just kill someone by the end of the day. Which reminds me that I'd better go put that gyno appointment I made 8 weeks ago on the calender.
Wednesday, October 3, 2007
Mostly I think due to my recent bout of anaemia leaving me with the sleeping habits of a new born infant, I have put back on 7 of the 10 kilos lost last summer. So starting weight 117 kg. Goal by Christmas to be back at 110kg. Then we'll set a new goal. I was really hoping to be down to the hundred mark by the end of this summer. Guess we'll see how we go.
I'd better start taking my meds again tomorrow. That might help.
Tuesday, October 2, 2007
And because he's complaining he's refusing to pay the final bill. Sigh.
And because he's not paying the final bill his lawyer won't hand over the documents to lodge with the court. Sigh
So I still don't have an agreement in place after months of being harassed over it by both him and his lawyer.
And apparently its all my fault because I wanted advice from my own lawyer to stop him from trying to screw me over. Again. Like he's been trying to do for the past 3 years. Which he now point blank denies ever trying to do.
Now where's my axe got to?
Monday, October 1, 2007
I first noticed it last week while stuck in bed. I was reading one afternoon when his front legs started moving around. Tonight I'm trying to get settled for sleep and my furboy starts singing. Yes singing. Eyes still shut, still curled in a ball and singing. You know what I'm talking about? That almost musical meowing they do when calling the ladies.
You do know what would have happened if it had been three wise women instead of men, don't you? They would have asked for directions, arrived on time, helped deliver the baby, cleaned the stable, made a casserole, and brought disposable diapers as gifts!
Monday - we ended up having frankfurters, chips and vegie's cos it was quick and easy.
Tuesday - Sausages, potatoe, mixed greens
Wednesday - Spag Bol & Salad for hubby and kids Chicken & salad for me
Thursday - Fish, Potatoe Bake, Cabbage, Carrots
Friday - Home-made hamburgers
Saturday - Stirfry beef & vegies
Sunday - Roast something and vegies.
Last month there was a public meeting to discuss forming a new brigade. All members of the previous brigade were invited to apply to join the new one and the zone team will be appointing the executive members instead of holding an election. Any members thinking that they would like to hold an executive position were invited to write application letters as if applying for a job. Unfortunately a few months break was not enough to cool some tempers and loosen some grudges.
I wasn't going to apply for anything. I'd be happy to take on a job if need be, but am not interested in the target for my back that will come with it. I've copped more than my fair share of shit over the past 6 months and was hoping to steer clear of it from here on out. However some of my fellow members asked me to please put in for the secretary/treasurer job as they have little confidence in the only person that they knew of who was putting in for it. I don't want to let them down either and realistically I'm still going to cop shit anyhow so....what to do what to do ...... how to put in an application letter saying "I don't want the job, but I'll do it if I have to cos I was asked to & there aren't that many people to pick from" but without sounding put upon, arrogant or flippant lol
I think I've done it and I think I've made it quite clear why I am applying. I just hope that the powers that be will also step up once the new brigade is formed with the new executive installed and stop letting the ones who make the most noise get away with blue murder!
There is another meeting to formally open the new brigade and announce the new executive next week. It will be interesting I'm sure.