I leave the place bleeding from my wounds. Like a faulty nail gun. Posing to put in a nail -- as if to accomplish something productive and practical -- he actually retracts the nail just as soon as it is shot through. Leaving bloody entrails and the sad remains of a failed attempt to make contact. I only wonder if he carries my blood with him or quickly wipes the apparatus clean.
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Showing posts with label Trouble in Paradise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trouble in Paradise. Show all posts
Dec 13, 2006
Nov 18, 2006
bringin' sexy back
After a week of hell...
Wait, scratch that, because it's been so much longer than a week.
After some time of hell, things between the two of us are on an upswing. I know better than to expect that it will stay this way forever, but I'll enjoy it while it lasts.
Things work-wise, however, are declining rapidly. I knew, I KNEW, not to trust Chad's uncle - especially now that they've been working together and we have to trust him to give us Chad's half of the money earned.
We bought my car from Chad's uncle on Sunday of last week. We agreed to pay him $800, after the $200 we had to spend on a new alternator for it. It's a nice car, and we got a steal of a deal on it. Chad gave Tip (his uncle, it's a nickname) $200 that day, and he drove it home to me. He did not get a receipt, the title, or bill of sale.
During the week, Tip withholds $300 more from Chad's earnings, ON TOP of the 400 we had already spent on the car. Chad agrees, because he's a wuss and Tip "needed it" because he bought his wife a brand-new car that week.
Then comes Wednesday.
Tip asks Chad to give him that last 300 out of Chad's last paycheck from his old job on Thursday. Chad tells him no, because it's literally all we've got to live on until God knows when. Chad tells him that he's already given him 700 bucks in ten days, and that he can't afford any more. Tip gets angry, drives him home, and goes home himself.
Chad and I know by this point that the business is basically over and done with now, and we're worried. But we try to shrug it off and head up to Chesapeake to walk around the mall and kill time.
We get home around 330, and go to the town florist to see if we can sell off any of the wedding stock we've got. Tip FINDS US THERE, and rushes us home because "his wife cancelled the insurance (Chad was on it for now bc we couldn't afford it yet), and we have to go turn in the plate by 5:00!" He's panicking and all, just generally acting like a jackass. He rips off the plate and takes off. It leaves us saying, "What just happened?" Chad goes inside, checks the caller ID, and sees his parents called. (Tip is his mother's brother). We call back, and his mom tells us that Tip has told his mother that he's going to report the car stolen.
WHAT??
So we get to them first, and file a report with the police. We're guaranteed that if he does file a report, his claim will be declared fraud. So that's good.
Chad calls Tip, no answer of course.
Chad calls Tip's wife Tonya. She, of course, has no idea what happened and says she will call Tip for us.
Basically what ends up happening, is Tip will be charged with misdemeanor Failure to Provide Title, and he has to suck it up and give it to us, or we'll be taking him to court. Plus, he owes Chad a great deal more in money. We've decided he can have $300 of it, we want the rest. If he doesn't give it to us, we'll take him to civil court and sue him for it.
Isn't family supposed to NOT screw you over?
-sigh-
In other news, Mary Kay is off the ground. I've got my Grand Opening party set for November 30th, and I need to get three more guests there - I've hopefully got three right now. Cross your fingers and say some prayers for me, because right now, any income I bring in from MK is what we have to live on, and things are getting scary. I'm going to apply for a job at Target for now, because we've got to have money coming in. Chad's getting hired at an ambulance company in VA, but it will be a couple of weeks until he starts, from what we hear.
So, there's my life right now in a nutshell, sort of. Hope this finds you all well, and hopefully doing better than me. :D
Wait, scratch that, because it's been so much longer than a week.
After some time of hell, things between the two of us are on an upswing. I know better than to expect that it will stay this way forever, but I'll enjoy it while it lasts.
Things work-wise, however, are declining rapidly. I knew, I KNEW, not to trust Chad's uncle - especially now that they've been working together and we have to trust him to give us Chad's half of the money earned.
We bought my car from Chad's uncle on Sunday of last week. We agreed to pay him $800, after the $200 we had to spend on a new alternator for it. It's a nice car, and we got a steal of a deal on it. Chad gave Tip (his uncle, it's a nickname) $200 that day, and he drove it home to me. He did not get a receipt, the title, or bill of sale.
During the week, Tip withholds $300 more from Chad's earnings, ON TOP of the 400 we had already spent on the car. Chad agrees, because he's a wuss and Tip "needed it" because he bought his wife a brand-new car that week.
Then comes Wednesday.
Tip asks Chad to give him that last 300 out of Chad's last paycheck from his old job on Thursday. Chad tells him no, because it's literally all we've got to live on until God knows when. Chad tells him that he's already given him 700 bucks in ten days, and that he can't afford any more. Tip gets angry, drives him home, and goes home himself.
Chad and I know by this point that the business is basically over and done with now, and we're worried. But we try to shrug it off and head up to Chesapeake to walk around the mall and kill time.
We get home around 330, and go to the town florist to see if we can sell off any of the wedding stock we've got. Tip FINDS US THERE, and rushes us home because "his wife cancelled the insurance (Chad was on it for now bc we couldn't afford it yet), and we have to go turn in the plate by 5:00!" He's panicking and all, just generally acting like a jackass. He rips off the plate and takes off. It leaves us saying, "What just happened?" Chad goes inside, checks the caller ID, and sees his parents called. (Tip is his mother's brother). We call back, and his mom tells us that Tip has told his mother that he's going to report the car stolen.
WHAT??
So we get to them first, and file a report with the police. We're guaranteed that if he does file a report, his claim will be declared fraud. So that's good.
Chad calls Tip, no answer of course.
Chad calls Tip's wife Tonya. She, of course, has no idea what happened and says she will call Tip for us.
Basically what ends up happening, is Tip will be charged with misdemeanor Failure to Provide Title, and he has to suck it up and give it to us, or we'll be taking him to court. Plus, he owes Chad a great deal more in money. We've decided he can have $300 of it, we want the rest. If he doesn't give it to us, we'll take him to civil court and sue him for it.
Isn't family supposed to NOT screw you over?
-sigh-
In other news, Mary Kay is off the ground. I've got my Grand Opening party set for November 30th, and I need to get three more guests there - I've hopefully got three right now. Cross your fingers and say some prayers for me, because right now, any income I bring in from MK is what we have to live on, and things are getting scary. I'm going to apply for a job at Target for now, because we've got to have money coming in. Chad's getting hired at an ambulance company in VA, but it will be a couple of weeks until he starts, from what we hear.
So, there's my life right now in a nutshell, sort of. Hope this finds you all well, and hopefully doing better than me. :D
Oct 30, 2006
to write or not to write
I need to get this out. Here is safer than anywhere else.
Lately, the home life is in chaos.
I'm wondering more and more what is acceptable in my marriage and in my life. I know the picture of an unhealthy relationship or marriage, I've seen it my entire life. But I've never really seen a healthy marriage up close until I met my in-laws. They've got the sweetest relationship, completely and wholeheartedly devoted to one another. I wonder what on earth taught my husband and I to treat each other the way we often do now.
Technically, this is abuse. It can be so incredibly unhealthy, and it's certainly unhappy more often than not. I've sworn to myself that I will not be 22 and divorced, or 23 and divorced. I will not be divorced, period, God willing. We have to work out our issues. But it feels impossible to have a forgiving or loving heart when there's constantly battles to fight, issues to pick at, problems to scream over, wounds to re-open. Neither of us want to live like this, neither of us will bear it much longer. My marriage is in danger of completely self-destructing, and I blame it entirely on myself. I am the problem, not him. I brought this into his life, I made him the way he is now, I provoke him to do the things he does and say the things he says. I say and do them right back.
I'm fighting with everyone right now - my husband, my housemates, my best friends, my former coworkers. Everyone. There is a common thread here...me.
What is wrong with me?
Lately, the home life is in chaos.
I'm wondering more and more what is acceptable in my marriage and in my life. I know the picture of an unhealthy relationship or marriage, I've seen it my entire life. But I've never really seen a healthy marriage up close until I met my in-laws. They've got the sweetest relationship, completely and wholeheartedly devoted to one another. I wonder what on earth taught my husband and I to treat each other the way we often do now.
Technically, this is abuse. It can be so incredibly unhealthy, and it's certainly unhappy more often than not. I've sworn to myself that I will not be 22 and divorced, or 23 and divorced. I will not be divorced, period, God willing. We have to work out our issues. But it feels impossible to have a forgiving or loving heart when there's constantly battles to fight, issues to pick at, problems to scream over, wounds to re-open. Neither of us want to live like this, neither of us will bear it much longer. My marriage is in danger of completely self-destructing, and I blame it entirely on myself. I am the problem, not him. I brought this into his life, I made him the way he is now, I provoke him to do the things he does and say the things he says. I say and do them right back.
I'm fighting with everyone right now - my husband, my housemates, my best friends, my former coworkers. Everyone. There is a common thread here...me.
What is wrong with me?
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