I had wanted to go to Kathy's brunch-- but my stomach went on the fritz again! And I can't hear that well anymore, so I really am afraid of groups anymore. I wanted to go to see Thalia and Natalie, as I miss them a lot.
Yesterday, Kathy and her friends brought over furniture. Last night for the first time in a long time, I got a full nights sleep That bed is so nice!
I have some things to say, that I don't want anyone telling Nick at present.
I am planning to leave him soon, as this life is WV all over again. He always has to drag me where he is going, but if I want to go anywhere, I get the third degree or he has to go with me! And I am tired of being kept broke by his not being able to manage his money. I have 35 cents left, and yesterday he wanted to know if I had any change left. I lied and said no.
First, I need to get Walens service dog vest so he can go everywhere with me -- I refuse to part with him since I have lost all my other pets.
Then I need to get a cell phone of my own to have a private phone number he can't monitor.
And I need to get a private mail box for my pay and bank statements.
I must get from his files, my social security card, and the doctors certificate saying I need Walen.
And I can't find Walen's shot record so I need to get that so I can get his rabies tag.
I figure this will take me all of April, so I should be out of her before my 60th birthday. I am tired of his not being able to support my dreams. He laughs at my wanting to travel, telling me I am too old for that nonsense.
I will do as I promised and be with him so he won't die alone -- I just can't live with him anymore.
Sunday, March 23, 2008
Thursday, March 13, 2008
Life in a Van
We just got hit with a fifty dollar rent raise effective in June -- one more raise like that and we will be doing what I want. I want to get a conversion van and live in it, travel a bit. Nick had better get with my program or get left.
Got my bank account set up and mailed my direct deposit form back today hopefully it will go into the CA bank next month and I can close the WV one out.
And I think I know how to keep Nick from raiding my money when he overspends his. When I do my budget envelopes I will add an extra twenty into each one of them, and when he asks if I have anything left, nope. What does he think I am -- the National Bank of Sandy? He gets one and a half times what I get and can't manage!
Been surprising to note theat Waylon is actually housebroken and can tell you when he wants to go out. he does a little exercise program, then comes to you and puts his feet on you. Out mamma, out.
He's been having a field day with the balcony which he now regards as his fenced in yard. He gallops up and down barking at miscreants (bicyclists, scooters, and running screeching children.) All of those are forbidden in our lease by the way.
I am going to have to get a voice recognition program I can barely type anymore with these arthritic fingers.
Got my bank account set up and mailed my direct deposit form back today hopefully it will go into the CA bank next month and I can close the WV one out.
And I think I know how to keep Nick from raiding my money when he overspends his. When I do my budget envelopes I will add an extra twenty into each one of them, and when he asks if I have anything left, nope. What does he think I am -- the National Bank of Sandy? He gets one and a half times what I get and can't manage!
Been surprising to note theat Waylon is actually housebroken and can tell you when he wants to go out. he does a little exercise program, then comes to you and puts his feet on you. Out mamma, out.
He's been having a field day with the balcony which he now regards as his fenced in yard. He gallops up and down barking at miscreants (bicyclists, scooters, and running screeching children.) All of those are forbidden in our lease by the way.
I am going to have to get a voice recognition program I can barely type anymore with these arthritic fingers.
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About Me
- Sandy Perez
- San Bernardino, CA, United States
- Old lady with dog, hubby, meanders through life crocheting, reading, sweepstaking, and playing with computer. Thankful to be alive after Denny's poisoned me with an e-coli infected hamburger and then 1 1/2 years ago fell down a flight of stairs, grateful for family, son, daughter and the grandbabies.