This day has sucked big time. I want someone to pull the knife out of my back. I am so mad that I am listening to lil Kim shut up bitch. Now before you go to you tube and look this video up beware their is a warning label on this song.
I knew that I was going to have a lot of running around to do today, so I got up early so that I could some work done around here.
My first phone call was to Deb. I needed to drop some stuff off at the church for the yard sale next week. I ended up chatting with Deb via e mail. I let her know about the drop off and that I was not going to be able to help with the yard sale next week because Rusty was going to be out of town on business. In my e mail I said " is there ANY other parents that can help?" Well I guess not since she begged me to come and told me to bring Ryan with me.
O.K. I do not mind helping my children, but I did not give birth to all the children going on this trip. I have never asked for gas money as I am running around picking stuff up. I do not want to bring Ryan because I hate listening to children whine. (I'm cold, I'm hot, I'm bored.) Not only do I hate listening to it I put a stop to it and then Ryan will sit there and pout. It is just more hassle then it is worth. Anyway, am I the only mom who can give up a Saturday to help their child?
Then I get a phone call that the momma bangle had her babies! I was so excited. Then everything went down hill from there.
I found out that one of them was an albino, and I said that I wanted that one. Well now it seems that I can't have it until she talks to her husband. Excuse me bitch you told me that I could have pick of the litter. Did I not just give you $6000 worth of cats?
Then I find out that the kitten I want has a problem with its paw. So I call the vets that originally rescued the animals. O.K. I got an appointment to bring the kittens in to get them looked at. Now the lady say's that she does not want to take them in because she is scared that the vet will take them from her.
Take them forwhat? They are not breeders and they sure as hell do not want bottle feeders. I have no idea if the appointment was kept or not.
What I do know is that I will never again will help this lady rescue cats again. She says that she wants what is best for the cats but then does not want to take the kittens in for a check up? I am so done.
Then I go and and do some running around picking some stuff up for the yard sale. I swing by the vfw to talk to Rusty and I get hit with more bad news. It seems that all of my time and effort in getting donations was a waste of time. The insurance company is not going to let us expand.
O.K. so you mean to tell me that all the work I did was for nothing? I was getting ready to go get a storage unit to put all the new stuff in, but now..... Hell no.
I was asked to handle all non money donations. Fine I can do that. And now to find out that none of it will even be able to be used? Are you kidding me?
I know this is really no ones fault. But why was I asked to do something before everything was finalized.
This will be the third time that I have been screwed or hurt by the vfw. Mark my words NEVER AGAIN. The ONLY reason I got involved this time was because Rusty asked me to. Never again.
So here I sit. I will do what Creasers wife said. ( be above reproach) I will bite my tongue and smile. Inside I will be cursing everyone.
I am beginning to think that I should start to not keep my word. I am thinking that instead of people screwing me I am going to start screwing them.
Well Amber should be home soon and she wants to go to half price day at the Salvation Army. I know how cheap can we be, but hey something's never change.
The video below is rated g. I so can relate to this song.