I must say this no internet and home phone service thing sucks ass. I am thankful that I have this cell phone to check my main email and my other social networks. But I can tell you it sucks. Shocking the cable company would make me wait for phone service until Wednesday. I am almost out of coffee and I have no money to go get more until PU2B sends me money for my paid posts. I have no idea how to make paragraphs with my phone. Until next time…
I moved my furniture around today. This included the computer and desk. I got the computer and everything set up and plugged back in. The internet and phone service would not come on. I called the cable company and the soonest they can get here is Wednesday. Fucking seriously? What will I do with my time without the internetz? Oh yeah and I have no phone service since its connected to the cable modem and all. I did this post from my phone. that means if I spelled stuff wrong you will have to give me a break. kthxbai
Ya know, I was thinking about some stuff today (I know, I could have hurt myself). I realized that every other post or so on this blog has turned into a bitch fest about my financial situation.
I am doing the next right thing for me, I’m paying what I can, when I can, so I should just be OK with that and accept my situation and not be scared. Right. I’ll get right on that fucking bandwagon right now.
I’ve accepted the fact that my credit is going down the toilet as I type this. I got my credit report and my 3 scores yesterday for 14.95. Ummm yeah, I have poor credit again. I worked so fucking hard to get my credit out of the toilet and here it is, going right back down the shitter. *le sigh* Not much I can do about it, other than what I’m currently doing.
I paid my bills on Thursday and ummm, yeah I don’t have much in the bank now. I don’t even have the money on my credit cards to use for groceries. Thankfully, I’ll be getting paid Monday or Tuesday from GB for some of the spreadsheet data entry I’ve done. That will help me get a few things. I have food in the cabinets, just nothing that amuses me at the moment. I will NOT starve.
I’m cranky about my finances. I know I’m in a learning phase and as some people in GA call it, I’m experiencing “growing pains.” Whatthefuckever.
I’ve got my one main job, I have the side job with GB (but don’t know how long that will last). He has told me he has thousands more of these spreadsheets, so I guess I have a bit of job security there. I’ve listed a buttload of my DVD’s on ebay and I am still doing some paid posts on both of my blogs. I don’t do the ones where I have to do the whole post about the product. I just throw a link in a post and get paid for it. I like those.
I am not making much money on that though and I’ve signed up with another company that does the stuff like I mentioned above. They will eventually give me a link and a word, I use it in my post and I’m done. The post does not have to contain all kinds of shit about the link. Easier than pissing off some of my readers who hate paid posts. It’s also easier on me, for this blog, because I don’t like to do the advertising here. I may do one or two at Shutterbuggin, but I haven’t lately.
I’m just at a loss of what more I could do. I’m teaching myself patience and know that it will all work out in the end, but damn it’s hard. It’s frightening and scary and terrifying.
Until next time…
This was taken on the 28th or 29th. I can’t remember.
I’m very bored. I have tons of work to do for GB on this spreadsheet, but I’m giving my wrists a break from typing (yeah. That’s why I’m blogging.)
I’m listening to the Rent soundtrack right now. I have it quite loud so I don’t hear the bass from next door. Although she and Big Daddy are quite friendly, their loud music gets on my nerves like nobody’s business. Drives me insane.
I found a website that has all kinds of toys on it. Something to keep in mind for the nephews. Although, if it’s made in China, they will not accept the gift. Can’t say that I blame them there.
I still need to start my laundry and do some house cleaning. I’m just totally not feeling it. I’m tempted to go take a nap right now. I think I will.
TTFN…Until next time…
It is the country’s birthday today! WHEEEE Happy 4th of July! I hope you and yours have a wonderful day with whatever you choose to do.
For me, I am choosing to not leave my apartment all day long - unless it’s to walk the girls. I have some invoices I want to pound out for GB and then I have some cleaning and arranging I want to do.
I was cruising the internet last night and found some interesting refrigerators. I don’t know why I look at stuff like that.
I sat here for a good 10 minutes with my fingers on the keyboard not typing anything. I have no idea what I want to say in this post. I woke up feeling funky and I know it’s because of what happened yesterday with the credit card company.
I called Barclay Bank/Juniper MC last night after work. I spoke to a CSR who would not accept any kind of payment plan I suggested. They want me to send the total amount past due/late, etc. I do not have that kind of money, nor will I have it until at least August when I get paid 3 times in a month. Not acceptable to them. I asked for a supervisor. This cockstain said the same thing. I asked for THEIR supervisor. Lather, rinse, repeat.
I was so angry and frustrated by the time I got off the phone with them, I was tempted to just say “fuck it” and not pay them a dime.
However, I ended up writing a physical check (all other payment attempts had been online), I included a letter in there asking them to accept this $25 as a good faith payment towards the account, etc etc. I’m going to include a copy of my budget in there, so they can see exactly where I’m at with my “disposable” income each month. Fuckers.
Until next time…
Someone in GA suggested I move to some apartments near my work. Not a totally bad idea, however, there are a few things I will NOT give up. Even if it means saving money, I will NOT give up the following:
- I will NOT give up basic comforts (ie: air conditioning, heating, water, etc.)
- I will NOT give up my physical safety (ie: I will not move anywhere downtown unless it has a gated entry for the parking lot and an intercom system to get visitors in).
- I will NOT give up NOT living in the ghetto.
I am unhappy with were I live, yes. I believe this place is going ghetto quickly and I’m one of the few remaining white girls in this area. It makes me nervous, but I feel halfway safe since I am on friendly terms with my next door neighbors (Big Daddy and Miss Gold Teeth.)
Where I work is across the street from the projects. Now, while I KNOW the projects may be a fine place to live for people who are used to the projects. I am not used to the projects. I would have an anxiety attack the moment I left my apartment. Seriously. I’m so paranoid about high crime areas, I have a small FREAK out whenever something happens even remotely close to where I live.
Crime can happen anywhere. I know this. I worked on a police department for 15 years, so I’m not looking to get lectured on my “biased” opinion here. It’s not even biased in the fact that I don’t CARE what color my neighbors are. As long as I’m in a safe neighborhood and it’s not the ghetto.
I do NOT find it fun to walk to my building from my car and get cat calls. I do NOT find it flattering when there is a gaggle of black AND white men standing on TOP of the utility box outside my apartment building and they start calling me “baby” or “boo.” Mother fuckers, I am NOT your boo.
I am very willing to go down to a one bedroom. Just not in this apartment complex or any other complex where I do not feel safe and secure when coming home, walking to my apartment or walking my dogs. I have been looking online and one of these weekends, I’m going to go venturing out. I may drag Miss Laci with me, just so I don’t have to drive around all by my lonesome.
OK, my venting is done for now. TTFN
Until next time…
I don’t feel like doing a real post this morning, so you’re going to get bullets.
- I slept like shit again last night.
- I’m glad it’s my “Friday” today.
- Long weekends RAWK!
- I have no big plans this weekend.
- I’m going to clean, work a bit for GB and relax as much as possible.
- I ran out of cigarettes this morning.
- I’ll be getting more on my way to work.
- The girls have done well in their crate (Chloe) and pen (Josie) for the last two days.
- I’m quite pleased with that.
- One of these nights they will NOT bark at Miss Gold Teeth or Big Daddy when they come and go in the middle of the night.
- I listed a bunch of stuff on ebay the other day.
- I gave myself heartburn when I listed my Yankeeography Volumes One through Three.
- I also gave myself heartburn when I listed my autographed copy of Dogma.
- One of my credit card companies has decided to ignore the payment plan we arranged two weeks ago.
- I didn’t call them last night cause I was A-N-G-R-Y. I’ll be calling them when I get home from work tonight.
- They’ve refused all payments I’ve tried to send and have sent me collection letters.
- They also closed my account when they said they would not.
- Just because I’m pissed off, it’s my Juniper MasterCard by Barclay Bank. They suck ass.
- I really do need to go get ready for work, but I’m not feeling it at the moment.
Until next time…
Ya know. I dislike it greatly when I have the “program” thrown in my face when I am NOT ready to have that program thrown in my face. I HATE (read: living in denial) when the mirror I’m always preaching about is turned around on me when I’m NOT ready.
As I’ve mentioned before, my trainer and I have butted heads several times over some training issues. She tends to just expect me to know a task, without really explaining said task. This irritates the shit out of me and I get fussy. When I ask her a question on said task, she gets fussy. It’s like this never ending circle.
She’s been VERY sweet the last few days. She even came to me today, after explaining a task and said “I know it’s really hard right now and you feel overwhelmed, but I promise it will get easier and you’ll start going faster.”
I thanked her for that because sometimes it seems the two of us expect me to know things even when I’ve never been shown. She agreed and we laughed and giggled about how alike we are when it comes to expectations of ourselves.
*le sigh* While I KNOW that I’ve never bit the head off of one of my trainees I’ve had, I completely see where she is with the expectations of oneself and sometimes others. Especially when they see potential. I know that my expectations of at least one of my trainees was so high, when he did not or could not wrap his brain around it, I got frustrated. The difference between me and my trainer? I did not bite his head off, nor did I show him my frustration.
All that fussing and bitching I was doing about her was thrown in my face the last two days. Today was just an example of the last few days at work. Monday, the Manager Lady said we were just alike with our work habits. Yesterday, one of the 56 hour people said I reminded him of her, because of an answer I gave him regarding some of the vacation time. And then today’s incident.
After that little conversation she and I shared, I decided I needed to give her a break. She’s NEVER had to train anyone before. She’s been doing this ONE job for 14 years, first for EMS and for the last several years the fire department. She’s been the ONLY person doing this job for about 3 years. Now that I’ve looked in the mirror, I’m turning it away from me again. Cause who wants to sit there and look in their own mirror constantly?
I need to take my rent check to the office tomorrow. Blah. Yeah, I’ll have the $35 cable fee with it. Nickle and diming me for this shit. Whatev. As soon as I can afford it, I’m moving. Well, I’ll wait til my lease expires, but I’m going to move. I don’t like it here. I haven’t liked it since the furniture got here and I had that mishap with the big couch. I miss that big couch.
Although there is NO room in this tiny little place for it, I still think those fuckers could have tried harder to get it in here for me. They KNEW I didn’t know anyone here and they KNEW I would not let it sit in my hallway until I did know someone. Seriously. Who would expect me to leave that couch in the middle of my hallway and climb over and under it each time I wanted to go to the bathroom, go to my room or go to the 2nd room? Give me a break.
I’m not bitter or anything.
Until next time…
We have these “accountability” tags at work. It has our medical information and emergency contact information inside of them. We are to leave them in our desks at all times, that way if something happens while at work, they can just cut it open and BAM there you have all my allergies, medications, etc.
My co-worker was doing up my tag yesterday and asked me what I was allergic too. I told her the regular codeine and seasonal. She said “anything else?” and I said “I’m allergic to the fucking Ohio Valley.” We both laughed at that cause she said “A lot of people are.”
I’m feeling like I’m getting my sinus infection back. I’m all congested again and coughing a lot. The cough never really left, but it wasn’t a constant coughing and it didn’t sound horrid. Now it sounds horrid and it’s more frequent.
I’m going to stop at the store on my way home for some cough syrup and most likely some Mucinex. My eyes are all itchy and watery too. It may not be the sinus infection, but I’m sure it’s allergy related.
I’m showered and dressed. I just need to do my hair and make up and I’ll be ready for work. Because of the holiday, I’ll be distributing paychecks this afternoon, instead of tomorrow afternoon.
I’ve started drinking tap water. *gasp* I know! Can you believe that shit? But it’ll save me the $4.00 a case of water. Oh, and I won’t have to carry those fuckers upstairs. Not only will it save me money, it will save my back! WHEEE
I found a website with some personalized gifts for kids. It’s really a great idea!
I really wish I could take a nap before work, but since I can’t, I’m just going to go finish getting ready now.
Until next time….