Narcissistic Tendencies
I got home from my haircut this morning and the commie neighbor has an invisible fence truck out there. I guess she knows we are serious about calling Animal Control. Though I cannot imagine an invisible fence will work the same for a cat as it does a dog. Dogs in general are dumb animals, cats don't let themselves get pushed around or corralled. Should be interesting.
She was out there talking to the guy when we left to go get groceries. I am sure she was telling him all about us. The Sparrow thinks this is happening because the cat she claimed "never even twitched a tail" in her house is probably peeing all over and she wants it back outside. He also thinks they suspect us of "taking" the kittens, and that she likely just left them outside to "play" and they disappeared. And that's why The Mechanic was questioning me about seeing kittens a couple weeks ago.
That may be true, though I told him there's no way they know those kittens are here. Not that they can do anything about it. After ten days, she has no claim over them and they technically now belong to the shelter we are fostering them for.
I wonder if the shock collar will work on Sean the Shed Liver too, so that he'll stop driving through our property to use our driveway.
Stacy got back together with the loser she was dating before a while back, that I always shit on her about. It's been several months since but she hadn't said a word to me about it. She didn't like hearing the hard truths about what a loser he was and how he was manipulating her. But, for the first time this morning she unloaded about their latest drama. He basically accused her of cheating, which is ridiculous. All because she had a bottle of lube in her nightstand, which she said was either a gag gift or from when she was married previously (years ago).
This caused a whole huge blow up where he gaslit her, and just like my sister at Thanksgiving, he overreacted with a highly emotional and agitated attack, and then turned around and accused HER of overreacting. She is so close to having brains enough to walk away from this, but he lets him suck her back in every time. I told her she already has kids, she doesn't need this loser around to baby and coddle.
He really makes me sick. He's a grown man, yet he is acting like a weak, pathetic faggot if I can be blunt. He's straight. He's a cop. He's in his 40s. He needs to grow up. She occasionally defends him by saying I "only hear the bad stuff". Honey, I've been where you are. On both sides of it. There is nothing good. He is a narcissist and he doesn't even see you as a human being. You're just a sex doll for him to use and abuse.
Hopefully she'll grow a brain soon.
I had the itch to drink, but the Sparrow is a pooper and doesn't want to. He cleaned the kitchen while I was gone, and then I cleaned the sunroom while he cleaned the front room/dining room after I got back. I am just in the mood to do something brainless. If not drinking, at least lunch and some shopping. Work still has me burnt out. I am shocked I've had no calls or emails today. And Shylock did not reach out at all yesterday. I know it's just a lull. Soon, very soon, someone's peabrain will stop working again and I'll have to change their diapy for them.
I probably should be doing something in the yard, but it's wet because it rained all night and I'd thought it was going to rain again. I feel like the only time I have the energy and motivation to work outside is on weekdays, when I am working. Though I did clean the bird feeders after work last night. They all looked pretty bad and it felt good to accomplish that. Though, I had no idea it was going to rain last night, so half my work and effort was undone because they all got soaked, full of fresh seed. Had I known I would have just kept them all inside until morning.
She was out there talking to the guy when we left to go get groceries. I am sure she was telling him all about us. The Sparrow thinks this is happening because the cat she claimed "never even twitched a tail" in her house is probably peeing all over and she wants it back outside. He also thinks they suspect us of "taking" the kittens, and that she likely just left them outside to "play" and they disappeared. And that's why The Mechanic was questioning me about seeing kittens a couple weeks ago.
That may be true, though I told him there's no way they know those kittens are here. Not that they can do anything about it. After ten days, she has no claim over them and they technically now belong to the shelter we are fostering them for.
I wonder if the shock collar will work on Sean the Shed Liver too, so that he'll stop driving through our property to use our driveway.
Stacy got back together with the loser she was dating before a while back, that I always shit on her about. It's been several months since but she hadn't said a word to me about it. She didn't like hearing the hard truths about what a loser he was and how he was manipulating her. But, for the first time this morning she unloaded about their latest drama. He basically accused her of cheating, which is ridiculous. All because she had a bottle of lube in her nightstand, which she said was either a gag gift or from when she was married previously (years ago).
This caused a whole huge blow up where he gaslit her, and just like my sister at Thanksgiving, he overreacted with a highly emotional and agitated attack, and then turned around and accused HER of overreacting. She is so close to having brains enough to walk away from this, but he lets him suck her back in every time. I told her she already has kids, she doesn't need this loser around to baby and coddle.
He really makes me sick. He's a grown man, yet he is acting like a weak, pathetic faggot if I can be blunt. He's straight. He's a cop. He's in his 40s. He needs to grow up. She occasionally defends him by saying I "only hear the bad stuff". Honey, I've been where you are. On both sides of it. There is nothing good. He is a narcissist and he doesn't even see you as a human being. You're just a sex doll for him to use and abuse.
Hopefully she'll grow a brain soon.
I had the itch to drink, but the Sparrow is a pooper and doesn't want to. He cleaned the kitchen while I was gone, and then I cleaned the sunroom while he cleaned the front room/dining room after I got back. I am just in the mood to do something brainless. If not drinking, at least lunch and some shopping. Work still has me burnt out. I am shocked I've had no calls or emails today. And Shylock did not reach out at all yesterday. I know it's just a lull. Soon, very soon, someone's peabrain will stop working again and I'll have to change their diapy for them.
I probably should be doing something in the yard, but it's wet because it rained all night and I'd thought it was going to rain again. I feel like the only time I have the energy and motivation to work outside is on weekdays, when I am working. Though I did clean the bird feeders after work last night. They all looked pretty bad and it felt good to accomplish that. Though, I had no idea it was going to rain last night, so half my work and effort was undone because they all got soaked, full of fresh seed. Had I known I would have just kept them all inside until morning.