Paid in Full

Surprise, surprise...I am actually blogging tonight and it's early enough where I won't be rushing. It's about 9:30; just took a really great shower and i'm winding down. My space is a mess. Well...that's only partially true. I do have a pile of clothes that is on my settee bench but that would only take ten minutes to put each piece in the appropriate spot. I also have a quarter of an inch mini-pile of bills next to the computer that need to be paid and filed. That would only take about 30 minutes. I am excited that I will actually have money to pay off these small out of pocket bills that have plagued me for the last four months. $40 bucks here; $179 dollars there...it's ridiculous. I only have one more bill for just over a hundred dollars and then all of them will have been paid in full. The funny thing is that I know I would have qualified for Medicaid since I virtually had no income coming in however I didn't file for it. In hindsight I probably should have done so considering there were certain medical tests that were required. I get angry with our government and my fellow Americans who don't really take action on our growing health care crisis. One small bill that goes unpaid can haunt and affect you for years since our lives are controlled by ever so powerful three digit FICO score (times three). I have good credit but i'm shooting for great credit. I think I can get my score to 800 by the end of the year since my credit to debt ratio is rapidly shrinking. YEA!

Anywho, I do feel like this past week I've been living like a dude. Just tossing stuff on the sofa when I could have easily put something in the right place. Watching something stupid on tv when I could be reading a book. The good thing about living alone is that I can do stupid stuff like that and it doesn't affect anyone but me! It feels good to have one of these weeks where I don't have to do anything I don't FEEL like doing.

So let me see if I can summarize the asshole-ish behavior (I know that's not a word but I like it) of my immediate family. Last week my sister decided that when the cat's away (that would be our mother), the mouse would play (that would be her). She knows she's not supposed to have any company in the house since out mother specifically told her that she could not. Again, Debbie doesn't follow rules because she knows there will be no action taken if she breaks the rules. I'm over there doing watching tv in my mother's room around 10pm and in she comes upstairs with her company. I'm like "what the f?!?" When I questioned her sidebar about whether her company was staying overnight she was like yes. I'm like "this trick has a lot a guts". Instead of arguing with her I packed up my laundry, got dressed (as I was in my nightwear) and told her to have a fantastic weekend and i'm leaving. Debbie was more concerned about being embarrassed in front of her company than the fact that she should not have had company there to begin with. As I walked out the door, it was too dark for me to see the keyhole to lock it so I told her to lock up the door. Instead, she comes out and raced up on my as I was getting in the car..only I had already gotten in and locked the door. She proceeded to tell me that I can't take the car (my mother's car which our very mother gave me the key and told me to use it). Debbie made such a big production out in the back yard that the guys hanging out on the stoop next door came around to stare. I started the car and was trying to pull out of the driveway. Debbie must have been watching too many movies or she just thought I'm supposed to be intimidated by her. She ran out in front of the car to block me and then proceeded to jump up on the hood and grabbed one of windsheid wipers. Did she think she was on a movie set or something?!? I kept pulling the car out (at slow speed of course). Guess she thought I was going to stop. When she finally got off of the hood then she started yelling that I'm trying to run her over. How can you run somebody over who put themselves in front of the car to begin with? For a split second I thought I should put my foot on the gas. But then I was being selfish and thinking about myself. I've worked too hard for the little that I have and I'm not going to throw it all away on someone like Debbie who gets everything handed to her and still doesn't do anything good with it.

As I pulled out of the driveway she threatened me by saying she'd be up at my house in a half hour. I told her to come on over and when she does I'll make sure the police will be there also. Whereas my parents are all talk, I would have her dumb ass locked up and press charges to the full extent of the law. I keep telling my parents that they are not doing any good in enabling Debbie. All they are doing is creating an even bigger monster. I'm done with her. As far as i'm concerned, i don't have a sister. Not like I ever really did anyway. So, that's the summarized version of events on that front. I told both of my parents that night what happened. When my mother returned Tuesday from FL, there was nothing but more excuses why she can't put Debbie out of the house. My response is that then I won't be able to visit there even though I grew up there. Guess Debbie is worth more to them than I am. I'm use to being treated as second best. No worries, I plot my own course and i'm not going to let their nonsense slow me down. My debt ( not that I ever had one) to the house has been paid in full. This is one time that the house won't win...at least not that house.

A Quick Note

Why the heck am I always behind with blogging?!? I think internally I'm starting to rebel against technology and the way we use it for personal reasons. For the most part i've been sleeping pretty well. Still wake up just after 5am and then fall back asleep. That always makes me NOT feel like getting up when I really have to. No one has called me to say hello. Guess with the exception of one or two people I don't have any friends anymore. The interesting thing is I'm while I care, I don't care. Does that make any sense? I still need to go out and celebrate my return to the full time workforce. I think next week i'm going to treat myself to a cup of iced coffee and a Frence Kruller. LOL.

I've started planning my solo activities including my new traditional December outing. It's a big birthday this year....35! Funny how time flies. You never know what will happen in three months but since nobody is around to travel with at that time, I have to make it extra fun this year. Sandra did say she was considering holiday travel but who knows. I'll check in with her today and see. Have to book something by September so I don't get stuck with an even more overpriced excursion ticket. O.K. No more time to write right now. More hopefully later.

Drama Drama

My mother successfully made it back from Ft. Lauderdale last night. Her flight was delayed by an hour and a half leaving the Sunshine state but that's not bad considering the weather conditions there. Anywho, as I already knew, she, like my father will not do anything about the Debbie situation. Basically my sister is a 40 something spoiled brat who lives at home and does nothing but try to live it up P. Diddy style while contributing nothing to the house (my mother's house). Yet Debbie acts like it's her house that she bought. My mother tells her not to bring people in, she does it anyway. She tells her she needs to help with a bill, she refuses. What she does do it book expensive weekend trips, fails to pay her bills, and carries on like an asshole when she's told no. The conversation on the way home from the airport was as expected. My mother makes up excuses for her. My father's attitude is "well I don't live there so what can I do" kind of thing (they are divorced). So, that leaves me to just stay away from the house and all of them since it's very hurtful to me that they don't want to deal with it. Their decision is to just let Debbie continue with her nonsense. What they don't seem to care about is that it's at my expense. Since I'm the "responsible" one, all of the burden is put on to me. If my parents need something, they are inclined to ask me since Debbie isn't dependable. I tell my parents all the time, if something happens to either one of them, make sure their paperwork is up to date and very clear. In my father's case, he's so lazy he doesn't have any. Big mistake since Debbie feels entitled to everything. What's mine is hers and what's hers is hers mentality. Materialistically speaking, I don't want anything from any of them. I have told my parents many times to make sure to leave that house to Debbie because I'm not going to waste time in court fighting over it. Right now my mother keeps saying the house will be left to the two of us. I really don't want that since I know my sister can't be satisfied with that. Considering I helped pay off the mortgage and grew up there you would think my sister would be able to share. She moved back there ten years ago and has lived rent free all that time. She also does not pay any utilities, doesn't do her laundry (thanks mom), and when she misses her insurance payments, she uses my mother's car to get everywhere. Did I mention that Debbie earns more money than my mother and my salary combined? I can't let them stress me. I better go to work. Got in after 10p so will definitely try to recap what happened to put all of this into perspective.

It's a Beautiful Morning

Boy did I sure sleep well last night and this morning! I stopped watching the 10:00 news around 10:40 and from the time my head hit the pillow I was drifting off. Then of course my phone rang to snap me right out of that. My father always seems to know when to call at an inconvenient time. He did ask me if I had talked to Debbie yesterday. I saw that she had called but whenever she calls I know it's trouble so I don't return them. So my father tells me that according to Debbie somebody "broke into" the house but only was able to roam around in the basement since the security gate was locked. At least that's what she's telling my father. She had called him to ask if I had been over to the house. After the stunt she pulled last week, I am pretty sure I won't be over there much anytime soon. I'm pretty sure what happened was she was in such a rush to get to her weekend party/hangout that she failed to lock the door on Saturday. Since she didn't return until early Monday morning God only knows what somebody was doing down there.

My mother returns from FL today. This is going to be interesting to see how she handles all of this crap. My parents actually piss me off because you would think they would say ENOUGH and finally stop enabling Debbie. She is after all eight years older than me! You would think she would be independent but she is not. Doesn't pay rent, utilities, heck...my mother still does her laundry most of the time. It's CRAZINESS! I may not have much but at least I'm on my own and working for what I would like in my life. If I had a setup like my sister I would probably be sitting on 250K in retirement savings plus own my own home by now. Not sure if I'll ever own a home (I pray that I will) but at least I have common sense. O.K. better get going. More tonight. Definitely going to be an interesting next few days.

Sleepy

Of course the trains were running extra slow on the way home...Murphy's Law! Took an extra half hour since we stayed in each station for about three minutes at a time. So much to catch up on including the allegation my sister is spreading about me trying to run her over with the car (there's more to this story than meets the eye). Totally not true, will explain tomorrow. As a result, i've made a decision to no longer go over to the house which means i'll have to go back to doing my laundry at the washhouse. Explain later. My mother also comes back from Florida so its an airport run. I hope nothing is delayed due to Hurricane Fay.

Got a post from someone who was thinking somewhat the exact same thing I was thinking...I need new friends. While I too can have my moments to be self-absorbed (we all do), It seems that many of my friends are permanently absorbed. Sometimes I wonder if they would even show up at my funeral. Probably not since that means taking time. Dramatic...yes, but you get the point. My eyes are literally closing. I get extra sleepy when in PMS mode. Oh the troubles we women must endure! More hopefully tomorrow night after I get back from the airport. I'm sure there will be drama when she gets back.

Ang Land

I think I'm more and more becoming a loner. I hate to say it but it's actually easier than getting stressed out with other people. I've finally started to put my feelings first for once. Surprise, surprise, just about everyone I know doesn't like that. God forbid I actually say how I feel and that they would have to listen. Again, it's easier not to say anything. So much going on this past week. It's late now but I will be able to catch up tomorrow since I plan on coming straight home for once. I got another call for a interview opportunity to a job not posted yet. When it rains it pours! Two job offers, and three calls to come in and interview. I am thankful that God intervened in my favor at this critical juncture in my life. I feel I am in a good place now. I pray my good fortune continues. O.K. better go to sleep. Will recap as much as I can Monday.