6am
..uggh - don't fucking ask me anything, I can't think because I'm still groggy.
6:05 am
"These f-ing dogs, let me wake up guys..NO, I'm not feeding you-Give me break!!!"
Dogs following me everywhere-let them out in the yard...Aeres starts barking at my idiot neighbor, who insists on walking his dogs within the closest proximity to the backyard fence. WHY? because, he must get a rise out of watching Aeres and Cody bark incessantly. Hey asshole, don't complain when the dogs escape and run after your sorry ass dogs.
*1st cup of coffee
Smoke...
6:30 am
"NO!, I do not want breakfast (barely squeezing out a 'thank you,Dad')"
Smoke...
Playing Lexulous, with only one eye open....still working on my other eye - it's always the right eye that is first to close and last to open.
6:32 am
*2nd cup of coffee
Smoke...
6:45 am
"IAN!!!!Pulease, you have been in the shower for 1/2 hour...lets go, brush your teeth...NO, you cannot go out without a jacket...do you have your football gear? IAN!!!!!, WTF...NOW!...no, you may not have any money...no, you may not have any money, NO IAN...I love you, have a great day."
Smoke 3 cigarettes in a row...
6:47 am
Dogs come back in the house and follow me everywhere until I feed them...The cat trips me on the way to the kitchen-she wants to eat RIGHT THAT VERY SECOND.
6:49 am
...ring...ring..ring "Hello?...Ian?...I am not discussing April vacation, who is coming to Florida, what you want for Christmas - goodbye, I love you call me after Football practice and I'll pick you up."
Smoke 3 more cigarettes in a row.....
6:55 am
*3rd cup of coffee
..."OMG, fine I'll have scrambled eggs...thanks Dad."
Please leave me alone.....blissfully quiet, finally.
Smoke....
7:02 am
(that was short lived)
Why the fuck is Sallae Mae calling me at 7:02am? -MUTE the ringer.
MUTE my cellphone - try calling me after 9:00 am.
....quiet.
More awake now.
Light up again.....
7:55 am
Knock, knock, knock......
OMG, it's not even 8 yet...F..king, damn it....
Ignore the intrusive person at my front door - I really don't care who it is and I don't even bother looking, either.
7:57 am
The phone is silent but lights up...
Chloe calls...needs me to call so and so immediately...DRAMA...ugghghhhh
7:59 am
There goes that phone again...(the girls have this psychic tag team thing that they sub-conciously do on a daily basis)
"Hi Daphne...blah,blah" - really, it's nothing imminently urgent but I need to deal with.....UGHHHHH again.
Play mindless games on facebook.
8:15 am
Cell phone and home phone light up at the same time - see who it is, ignoring both phone calls.
8:35 am - 9:00 am
7 phone calls - ignore!
I am trying to understand what part of - "DO NOT call me before 9:00 am" is so difficult for people to understand?
9:01am
Onward-Ho
Both phones continue to ring throughout most of the day.
Voicemail is full...Haha!
I cringe every time a telephone rings.
I seriously HATE both of my phones...I'm not kidding either.
Boy, the idea of being stranded on a desert island in the middle of nowhere, sounds dreamy. In fact, I am silently contemplating all of the necessary survival strategies one might need to consider, when stranded on a desert island.
9:30 am
Shower...I'm finally awake.
Respond to emails in order of importance...save the rest for later.
Play Facebook games...
Organize all legal files and call attorney.
Obtain needed Medical records.
Smoke more cigarettes..
*Make new pot of coffee
10:45 am
Ian's school calls...regarding altercation with another boy.
The boy made an unpleasant (yet typical as far as adolescent taunting goes...)remark about Richie.
Ian responds in defense of his deceased father - threatening to whoop the other boy's ass...hey...sounds reasonable to me as this is a rather natural kid-response.
Ian does not get in trouble, due to his heightened sensitivity regarding his father.
I am tired...what?...didn't I just sleep for eight hours? or...was it only 5 hours.
This is very typical of what I have to contend with every single morning. Occasionally, I do get a reprieve - where nothing happens and everything runs smoothly, enough so that I can actually complete the various every day tasks that need to be done.
I wonder if I will ever get the rest of my perennials planted before the ground freezes?
****New Information about Credit report agencies that I uncovered today
"First of all, most people are unaware that the credit score offered by each of the credit bureau's is not the actual FICO score. HELLO??? So in essence each agency creates it's own 'formula' based on something...like 'Fico's' formula. So now the individual credit scores that we see (after we pay a nominal fee, of course) are a skewed version of (but close enough, that we might not notice) our actual Fico score. THIS IS FRAUD, Period. These credit bureaus, which are not government agencies are not only cheating the American people but they are also creating an inaccurate report of our actual creditworthiness - who oversees these agencies as they are private corporations....UNBELIEVABLE>
These credit agencies seem so eager to update a credit profile with any thing negative - in about a nanosecond, then a person's credit score drops 50 points - just as fast. Then on the other hand, when there is an item that has proven to be an error or a bad debt has been paid off - it takes months and months to be corrected, sometimes it stays there indefinitely-until we order another report...What a scam! Clearly, there is something very wrong with this picture..." - Comment that I made in response to an article written about Fico vs. Experian, Transunion and Equifax Credit scores (determined by a bogus and vague formula, that the credit bureau's tweak and use in lieu of the actual Fico formula).
I smell a rat...and this isn't first time, either.
Deception, subterfuge...sadly, it's everywhere.
When something is very wrong - I become obsessed with getting to the bottom of things.
99.9% of the time, my instincts have proved correct.
Whenever I have ignored those telltale gut feelings, I stumble and fall until I see things as they truly are.
This was a tough lesson to learn and believe me after spending most of my life (until a couple of years ago) in a state of ego-driven ignorance - I have concluded that we are genetically predisposed to know and feel the difference between "right" and "wrong", regardless if we are at fault or not.
It's like this:
When something is intrinsically wrong, our "Fight-or-Flight Response" is activated - leaving a nagging sense of unease until we acknowledge and address whatever it is.
A Message to my friends that read my blog regularly:
(except for certain relatives...that I don't respect, for several valid reasons - you already know who you are)
ANYWHO to everyone else.....I would love to get any additional perspectives on some of the things that I am passionate about - especially injustice.
Please feel free to comment and give me your input. I have allowed comments to be anonymous if that makes you feel more comfortable.
Cheers all!
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