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Friday, April 8, 2011

more ssdd

i am getting so frustrated by crap. the fucking move was a nightmare, i was working way too much, am in constant pain, bad. did modt of it in my truck which wore it quite a bit. not a lot of help, but who did, did a lot. i worked every day for at least 3 weeks. now me, shell and mom are broke, and all in the same house. shells checks from while she was on disability were short, storage is a fortune as we had to get 3 10x10s for moms stuff. the garage here is full, the carpets are disgusting due to dogs peeing. m said i would not have to do anything till the end of the month... BS. today alone i did 2 loads of laundry, folded 2 tubs and 3 bags of clean stuff, vacuumed and swept, brought in a dresser and several misc stuff from the garage. i'm done, beer and pain pills here i come.

Friday, February 11, 2011

since the first blog, waist of time and space. i have blown out my knee, taken a lot more pictures, gotten help to do some of the moving. money still incredibly short. worried about money overseas. going to wababsha with the boys, they are now men, next week, should be good.
can't do this now

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

not sure

well, i though i would give this a go. first off, i don't type well nor do i bother with most capitals.

I have been unable to work due to a back injury on the job in 05, don't qualify for disability as i make too much money taking care of my mother.

i am married, not legally yet, for eight years this july. in march we are finally going on our honeymoon, to france and italy. we will be broke, but there.

i am currently between two holmes, the one with my mom where we all lived, and the apartment my wife has had since she was evicted.

my mom and i have to move by the end of march as that property went into forclosure. i will move in with my wife, trying to find an apartment near my for mom. not easy. i don't know how i'm gonna do it all, i can't lift, bend or twist so i can't do they move like i usually do. can't afford movers, a lot to think about.

i don't expect anyone to read this, i think it's may just be a place for me to vent. so, if you read this, i'm whining, bitching, complaining, whatever you want to call it.

well, that's a begnning, short (sort of) and sweet. i'll write tomorrow after i go see my eagles.
thanks.