tired of the crap
I am really tired of helping people out and then getting stabbed in the back by them or being taken advantage of. My husband even keeps helping out people and letting them drain our gas (in our cars) or eat our food without ever getting anything in return, to the point we go broke. Even worse, the person I have helped out repeatedly is talking shit about me behind my back and getting pissy with me and taking shit out on me that she did to herself. And when I warn her that she might be making a bad decision or ask her if she has thought something through she gets all pissed off with me. Excuse me if I don't think chasing after a guy who has already shown you that he not only lies but doesn't want to be around you unless he wants sex when not only you but that guy have no friends in another state or jobs lined up or a living situation lined up or even have a car between the both of you. Hummm...that sounds like a really bad idea, especially when I know that both parties are broke.
And why would you go ahead and get a guinea pig when you are living under someone else's roof and they told you no guinea pigs, and they are footing the bill for you to live there and on top of that, leaving that guinea pig at my fucking house when I graciously offered it to you and you turned it down but then decide not only to take my offer but demand that I take care of that guinea pig how you want it. HELLO! I am not getting paid for that shit. I have my own animals to take care of. I set down the stipulations for leaving the animal at my house, but no apparently me saying, "you can leave it at our house but you have to take care of it and provide everything it needs" somehow translates to "i'm leaving it at your house and you need to make sure it gets to run around in it's ball at least once a day and if you don't want to do that then you need to pick me up everyday from work".
I am exhausted and moody and don't feel well...mostly because my period started last night, so this is definitely not the time to be doing shit to piss me off. And I am trying to do spring cleaning now...seeing as how it will take me forever to get done. But I finally got most of the living room area done...even cleaned out a bunch of the stuff in the shed. We now have a semi-accessible living room and dining room.
By the way, I soooooooo wish I had a million bucks. I am totally in love with Ikea and have about 6 grand worth of items I want (at the least) from Ikea. Plus I want my own house so that I can have more animals (like another dog and possibly another cat and maybe even a horse but only because my Aunt Valerie is trying to give me one, and chickens so I can have fresh eggs and sell them to my neighbors). The things I would be able to do with a million bucks...
And why would you go ahead and get a guinea pig when you are living under someone else's roof and they told you no guinea pigs, and they are footing the bill for you to live there and on top of that, leaving that guinea pig at my fucking house when I graciously offered it to you and you turned it down but then decide not only to take my offer but demand that I take care of that guinea pig how you want it. HELLO! I am not getting paid for that shit. I have my own animals to take care of. I set down the stipulations for leaving the animal at my house, but no apparently me saying, "you can leave it at our house but you have to take care of it and provide everything it needs" somehow translates to "i'm leaving it at your house and you need to make sure it gets to run around in it's ball at least once a day and if you don't want to do that then you need to pick me up everyday from work".
I am exhausted and moody and don't feel well...mostly because my period started last night, so this is definitely not the time to be doing shit to piss me off. And I am trying to do spring cleaning now...seeing as how it will take me forever to get done. But I finally got most of the living room area done...even cleaned out a bunch of the stuff in the shed. We now have a semi-accessible living room and dining room.
By the way, I soooooooo wish I had a million bucks. I am totally in love with Ikea and have about 6 grand worth of items I want (at the least) from Ikea. Plus I want my own house so that I can have more animals (like another dog and possibly another cat and maybe even a horse but only because my Aunt Valerie is trying to give me one, and chickens so I can have fresh eggs and sell them to my neighbors). The things I would be able to do with a million bucks...