Have you ever come to a point in your life where you have reached your boiling point?
Well I think I am about to slam into my boiling point right at any God given moment.
I can only take so much.
Well I can take, I just choose not to..
I mean a heart attack is inevitable here for me soon. I just know it.
These are some things I am tired of...in no particular order.
ok, well not TIRED of them persay..but the fighting, the nagging...
ok, I'm tired of them.
I am tired of Boo constantly thinking she needs a f*ucking dress on..
I am tired of Blondie constantly giving me shit about cleaning her room and putting her clean underwear on over her dirty ones..
I get her clothes out every morning, along with underwear of course....and yet she chooses to take the time and effort in putting them on OVER her dirty ones..why?
I am tired of the boy just plain not listening...
pick up your shit...
I said NOW or I'm gonna kill ya.
* I am tired of my cat pissing on my shit.
I have this cat, we will call her....soon to be dead pussy..
she pisses on my shit right in front of my God loving eyes.
if anyone knows me or has been to my house, you know I am a very very clean sort of bitch. I steam clean my carpets like twice a month, I mop everyday, You could eat from my toilets..well if you were retarded I guess, I mean my 3,000 square foot abode is normally shiny. You can see it for miles. I am a freak about dirty houses. Dirty houses scare me.
so when my cat piddles on my floor, or on a pile of shit I just folded, it tends to anger me slightly.
*My dog had a case of the GI trots last night, and decided my freshly cleaned BEREBR flooring made the perfect shit stop, I mean pit stop.
So it took my ALL day to scrub it out...Just knowing its there, makes me feel growdy.
So I need to rent another super duper steam cleaner..so I can sleep at night.
*I am tired of winter..In Michigan it never got cold. I mean at the time I thought it was cold..I mean to any normal person 20 degrees is chilly. Or hell even 10 degrees.
but here in Gods Tundra, when it hits 10 or 20 we think Spring must be around the cornor.
When u spend more months in sub zero then u do in the above sub zero, it makes a person cranky and slightly constipated.
*I am tired of owing uncle sam money at tax time. Up until a few years we use to get a couple thousand back...
yeah, those were the days bitches..
6,000 sitting in the bank just waiting for a Prince or Def Leppard concert to creep around the cornor..
Now a days, that's about what we owe...federal and state..
To you, the Federal Govt..
take my money, I clearly don't need it....Take it, do what u will...put it in a special folder to give to the immigrant welfare users...they may need it...go ahead and give it to them..hell pay for them to take an English class while your there.
To the State of Minnesota
take my money and give yourself an enema you clearly need some colon cleansing.
*I am tired of every time the phone rings, Boo thinks its a bank calling..
I had called the bank about our house in Michigan, and she called me several times to ask me stuff...
So now, no matter who is here, if the phone rings she yells..
MOM, the bank is calling AGAIN.
and I have not talked to the lady at the bank in months..but yet, its always the bank calling.
*I am tired of the misfits at karaoke. I purposely found a new place to do it, because the places in this town only seem to harbor scums and drunks..
I am not one who likes to be seen mingling in the same establishment of scums and drunks, yet I was doing it..But seeing I am not from here, I am not sure who the scums are..but it doesn't take long to realize they all hang out at the VFW.
but now its misfits...
I don't fit in anywhere.
*I am tired of my dishwasher not cleaning my dishes.
nothing like a nice film o cream corn covering your shit...
two weeks ago hubs and I took it apart and cleaned it out, and there musta been crap in there from the turn o the century.
yet, it still works 4 crap.
* I am tired o* not having a dryer. Its been two months, and my electric bill is still over 300 bucks a month.
I could get a new dryer with my income tax money, but..oh yes, they are screwing me in the ass with no lube, and it doesn't feel good.
not that if they were using some KY jelly that it would be any better, cause it wouldnt..or so im thinking anyway.
i am so tired of my pants and towels being so stiff they can stand on their own.
I guess we are going to break down and buy a new one. Not sure when, but we are. Even hubs is tired of his underwear scratching his ass.
* I am having a shit of a time finding a job. I am either way over qaulified or they are threaten by pay from my other jobs..
just pay me 10 bucks an hour, I can take a hit people, come on...I dont expect or u to pay any more then that in this town for Gods sake..I am ok with that...please..really..It gets me out of here, if I am working there..
DONT U GET IT?..DAMN IT.
SO see, these are the dilemmas I am facing in today's world.
If u need an invite to my private blog, let me know..I still need all the advice I can get.
Well, I am gonna go and day dream about the dirty things that Prince and I can do after he recovers from his hip replacement.