I’m sure I’ve put these up before, but since I’m really the only one reading, it doesn’t matter.
Wrapped up things on Thursday at the old place. Last thing left was 2 trash bags and a 2 story cat house. We don’t have cats anymore, ashley felt bad for the outdoor cats and got this one.
Of course it’s too big to fit in my car, and taking it apart is the only thing to do. I decided to just do it myself so she didnt have to drive an hour from work to take it apart then load it up and bring it to the new place.
First things first, it reeks of cat piss. Wonderful. I pulled out the inside ‘padding’ to find it rife with spiders. And ticks.
Okay, I’m an adult male who can do anything. Include freak out about a bunch of spiders and shit. So now i have to take this apart, figure out how to move the cat piss soaked things and kill the spiders/ticks. Okay fine.
After removing a few more pieces. I see all the spiders nests. Full of eggs. I stopped counting at 5.
I killed 5 ticks. and ‘relocated’ about 6 spiders before I gave up. There’s no way I’m putting those piss covered mats in my car and driving 30 mins smelling that. I moved trash from one bag to the fuller one, and put them in that. But i could still smell it.
At this point i asked ashley how attached she was to it. she said she wanted it. I told her I would continue taking it apart and put it outside. If she wants it she can come get it in HER CAR and bring it back as I will not have spiders/ticks and cat piss covered things in my car.
I said her car because my car is the one with AC, she hasn’t gone and fixed the AC in her car despite having it for over a year. Last summer I let her take my car since her drive was longer, but her car hurts my back, too much vibration and such. So even my 20 min drive to and from work puts me in a bad state. So she will now have to drive in the heat, pick up these things and drive back, about 30 mins each way. She also insists that she keeps the windows up, b/c it gives better gas mileage. Shrug, okay then. But I’m not putting this crap in my car.
She decided it should just be thrown away. Which made me mad since I said that on Wednesday when I told her she had to come out Thursday.
Whatever. It’s done. And I think that’s the most important thing. I can’t depend on others. People constantly let me down, I’m sure it’s not on purpose, but if I ask you to do something and you agree to do it. Then please take care of it. Do not wait until after the time has passed and then tell me.
I fully expected that from ashley. She would have left Friday morning with Dakota, then told me halfway through the day that “she couldn’t make it.”
It says a lot that I’m always expecting people to fail me. It’s much easier to just handle it myself. I’m sure that says something about me as a person.
Ashley and Dakota left Friday. Ashley insisted we get to the enterprise at 8 am to get her car. I asked her to call and make sure they have it first. We ‘argued’ about it and why can’t i just trust her judgement. Fine.
We got there at 8 am.
They won’t have cars until 9 am. Since they were short and blah blah blah.
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Cool so now I have to wait until 9 am at an enterprise because you couldn’t be bothered to check up on this. II told my boss I’d be coming in late, but I thought maybe 20 or 30 minutes, now we’re talking an hour +. Wonderful. To be fair it doesn’t matter I was working from home and we all knew Friday would be slow. It’s more the principle of the thing.
Ashley did not acknowledge any of it. I do believe a week apart will be good for us.
Afterwards on the way home, i swung by a dispensary, got another cart, another gram of resin/wax. and a key lime pie chocolate bar. The bar was disappointing, but eh whatever, it’s about what I expected. Edibles are always hit or miss. Too much adulting to do so I can’t just get wasted wasted, but I can take some of it and take the edge off.
Friday I ‘worked’ from home, which means i played poe 2 most of the day. Did a few tickets and that’s about it. Didn’t really do much after work, thought about the weekend, but I don’t get paid till monday so i’ll go shopping then.
Woke up promptly at 4 am on saturday. Fucking hell.
Torres is supposed to hang out with me, him and his 2 boys. Gabriel is 9 now so that makes Julian 7 or 8. Both are a handful. But we are going to go to the arcade and get some pizza from a place close to the arcade.
So at 4 i just start the day, laundry, washing bed stuff, my clothes etc. Cleaning up the kitchen, we don’t have a dishwasher so everything by hand. Doesn’t bother me, I’ve spent most of my life washing dishes by hand.
Around 7 I checked my bank to see how much money I did have. And lo and behold I got paid early. Excellent, ran out to walmart and got some things, and texted torres to let me know when he’s coming out and what the eta from when he leaves.
Torres is the only person I know who can tell you he’s 5 mins away and show up 1 hour later. I hear from him around 8. Then he doesn’t show up till 1 pm. At 12:46 he told me he was 2 mins away.
The day wasn’t bad, but he’s so… distant with his kids. Especially if there is another parent there. He just defers to them, which I remember wanting to fight other parents always telling me what to do, but when his boys start punching each other in the face and he doesn’t do anything I had to step in, several times.
Anyways, I had him come to the house so that I could control his time management some, I drove us to the arcade/pizza place and I decided when we got back, since I told him I was meeting a friend at 7pm for dnd stuff. And wanted an hour or so to rest before that.
He of course left promptly at 7:45. :| saying i was meeting someone at 8 so that’s plenty of time. No, not really. My back is killing me after helping watch your kids all day. Now i’ve got a few hours standing at my desk, the new chair doesn’t work very well at all for my back.
The guy didn’t show, turns out his AC went out (he’s in texas) and him and his wife are sharing 1 portable AC unit so him turning on his PC defeats the purpose. The part that makes me mad is that the AC went out… 2 weeks ago. He failed to mention it. Or think it through when we set the time. Or even show up or say anything until I reached out to him at 830 asking what’s going on.
Something about my friends, none of them have any kind of time management.
So he’s probably not joining our dnd session next week. Because I’m not doing it for him.
Instead I asked my current players to each make a cleric (healing character), to replace the Cleric we already have.
Friend named Ami was playing the cleric, but she’s been… distant? We haven’t talked in a month or more. I noticed before that, our conversations were only me saying things, her responding with 1 word answers and/or just saying ‘sorry’ she was too busy with ___ to respond.
Funny, in the years I’ve known her she’s always complaining that she’s free all the time and no one reaches out to her, she’s ‘never busy.’
So I just stopped reaching out. now a month+ later we no longer talk.
Shrug, such is life no? I’m not going to waste my time with someone who doesn’t want me around. Maybe in a few months she’ll reach out? Maybe not. Either way, time keeps moving forward.
Sunday I decided to do, nothing. While making breakfast, I also made a stew in the crockpot and that will be dinner for a day or two. Though I do have steaks that are thawed and need to be eaten.
I ordered more ‘hardware’ for all the curtain rods we have, but they didn’t arrive until late Sunday, so that’s a project for the week. There’s still several boxes that need to be sorted. Laying around the living room and such. I can put them all up, but I just know that wherever I put them, will not be where Ashley wants them so she’ll rearrange it anyways. Which means, why bother?
Shrug. Such is married life I suppose. compromise after compromise.
At least I have an office space that’s my own now, don’t have to share with others at all. So I’ll work on getting that fixed up.
Oh, short week this week, I took Thursday off, and we have Friday off.
So I have time to get things done. Or rest and get my back feeling better.
Decisions decisions.
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