G'day, my friends!!
Well, I started my new job last Thursday and I have to say...so far, so good. I like my boss, even though she's a woman (LOL!!); I like my co-workers, even though 85% of them are women; and I am enjoying the work.
I am really looking foward to that first paycheck on October 24th. I will be able to fully pay my rent, start getting caught up on my car payments, get some car insurance, pay for my Carrie ticket, put gas in my car (I might even fill 'er up!!), and get back to trying to clear up my credit report. I'm working toward getting that bad credit turned around by the end of next year. It's only taken me 30 years to get it to this horrible point, I'm hoping, if I focus, that I can get it back to decent in a year. Motivation is THE key.
The main bill that I'm really focused on right this moment though is the gas bill. We've been without gas for a little over two months now. Taking baths with heated water out of a bowl is not fun but at least I can do it with hot water because, luckily, I have an electric stove!! Thank you so much to Joe and Rodney for allowing me to occasionally take a shower at their house. My family is soooooooo jealous!! LOL!!
Now to the sadder version...my brother is leaning toward becoming a drunk. Who drinks TWO, 30-packs of beer in five days unless they're a drunk? It makes no sense to me. The house smells, he smells, my couch smells, everything is pretty disgusting and he drinks all day and plays online poker. I don't get it. I have talked to my friend Warner about this situation and I know what I have to do, the problem is finding the backbone to do it. There's just no reason why Jim can't get a job, even if it's at McDonald's or the cigarette shop, anything would do, just so he could contribute more. Why do I have to ask for something to be done in that house when he's there ALL day, EVERY day?
When I asked him to come here nine years ago it wasn't so I could take care of him for the rest of his life or mine. It was to get him off the street and on his way to a better life. He's got a better life alright but not at his own hands. And yet, he has the nerve to constantly berate my daughter to me. Have you looked in the mirror in the past 10 years?? Yes, she has her faults, as we all do, but she does try, she does work, she is going to school, she is trying to better her life and Pablo's, that's more than can be said for him. It's so frustrating.
I want to give him an ultimatum but I don't want him to be homeless again just because he's weak, you know? But I'm getting to the point where my compassion toward him is at an all-time low and something's got to change.
Oh well...fuck.
So, that's my soapbox for the day. It's rainy, gloomy, but I'm at work and I'm going to delve in to some stuff that I need to take care of.
Here's to LIFE!!
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I am sure it is very difficult to say to your brother, Get off your ass and get a job. Or on the other hand, why would that be so terrible? If he wants to live with you, then he needs to get a job.
Lori you can't control someone elses fate. That is what you are trying to do. He is taking full advantage of the situation. He might be on disability but that does not mean that he can't find something to do.
Does he play for money when he is playing online poker? If so, when does he get the money to play and if he wins how does he spend the money?
You have a goal for yourself and you need to stick to it but you need to also make tough decisions along the way.
Good luck
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