peeved

[looveable]

I am peeved. Not like that is anything new with me here lately BUT I swear I am going to be hurting someone if I keep getting the run around.. I’m not sure if I mentioned previously about hubs boss calling Monday. I wouldn’t answer the phone because I just want to speak my mind and tell him like it is. With hub being gone this week and the dick still calling I gave in and answered the phone. He told me he was bringing some of the money he owes my husband from last December. I thought wonderful we will have some money finally to pay some bills. HAHAHA, what was I thinking. He told me it would be Thursday; he’d be down with a check. Thursday morning I received a call from him saying it would be Friday. I was nice, I said fine just be here with it on Friday. Well I waited the entire day and evening for this man. I even put the outside light on for him in the evening, thinking like a fool he would show. Wrong!! Hub called me around 8 last night and I told him the whole thing. Of course he laughed and remarked you didn’t really believe he was going to come down. I didn’t say much and I told hub I would be calling this man after our conversation. I did call but no one was home but I left a direct message on his answering machine, asking where our money was and why he didn’t show. I didn’t received any call back so after talking with my best friend this morning I called him again at noon hour , still no answer. I decided than to call him on his cell phone. I was surprised when he actually answered. His excuse, the guy’s truck broke down and he couldn’t get him the check until Monday. Well you know gut instinct tells me this is a lie and I told him if I didn’t receive any money by Monday I will be calling him again, and again and again. He will not get rid of me and if he blocks my calls I will sit in his fucking driveway until he faces me and I get hubs money. You know I don’t like this side of me. I see my father coming out in me with this temper and anger I have towards this man. I honestly want to tear this man apart. The rage I feel inside, reminds me of how my daddy use to lose his temper and everyone would just back off in fear. I have my fathers temper. It takes a lot to get me angry but when you start messing around and screwing with me time and time again, watch the fuck out because when I lose it, it’s not pretty. Ask hub, he’s seen that side of me once and was speechless to say the least.

I think my best friend is a little ticked at me at not calling for 3 weeks but you know with my being sick, being depressed, negative thinking I’m not fit to be talking to anyone. That’s just how I feel.

I was up at 6 this morning out shoveling the driveway. My back is a bit sore so tonight I think I am going to take a long bath and relax