Good morning
Bloggets. It’s so sunny out there I so badly wish I could take my little Wagga
on a lovely walk. To a forest or the beach? If only I could flipping see. I
feel so guilty I can’t get her on free walks as much as I would like. Teen took
her out yesterday but it’s very apparent that he doesn’t want to be with his
Mum. Its normal for a teen I know as all of my friends who have boys can’t
believe that our Son has family meals with us out and sits at the table with us
for dinner. Well as far as the latter is concerned, if he didn’t he wouldn’t
get me cooking for him. Simple. One rule I will never change. I believe
strongly that a family should sit together at least once per day. I mean, last
night, we all sat in our conservatory at the dining table and right in the middle
of the table were that great big bloody salad bowl. I’m kidding, I have enjoyed
it. Teen asked me if I was full at the end of my meal. He told me to finish all
of the plate. Hahaha. He is used to me leaving my food. And going for a bag of
crisps. Well I did as I was told and yes, he’s so right I was full and didn’t
want anything after it. My little or not so little. Mr. Motivator.
After our meal, we had a cup of tea and a long chat.
Something we wouldn’t have done if we hadn’t have had a meal together.
Then teen said he would be one moment, went upstairs came
back with his guitar. Started to play it was lovely.
At meal times, we have such intelligent conversations.
Something our Son loves. Sometimes we put on the news and just chat about that
and get each other’s views. Right now it’s the topic of immigrants and
refugees. Hmm. I could write volumes on that subject.
I did go on the treadmill last night. Oh it was awful. And
all night in bed I was in agony. My heart? It killed. As though I had an electric
shock going through it. Gosh I am so unhealthy. Hub said stop the mill. But
then what? No exercise? It’s not as if I
run? I would come third in a snail race! And that would be only because the
race would consist between me and two snails.
As I’m trying to write, my little Wagga is pushing her teddy
on my keyboard. Jejwioapskdjfjejenejejisoa Oh, sorry but
jejejhwhhshehehheheh
As for our LC today, yeah, she’s at work with Hub. Around
her mouth is all crispy. We think she has been bleeding from there so I think
she ate something out from the garden and perhaps those evil thorns from next
door. Oh really, we phoned our guy who did our drive and fence. He is amazing
at what he does, he also is a gardener. We have been trying to get him out for
a year and a half. My neighbour told me that the trouble is, I want a gardener for
a couple of hours, and they won’t stop doing a big job for me for such a short
time. Around here, gardeners charge the earth, so he said if we asked him for a
full day, he would come out. Well, I suggested to him we would have him a full
day, he said his back was hurting and couldn’t work for a while. To call him out
in a couple of weeks. We did. He was now looking after his kids as they were on
summer holiday. So just before the holidays ended, we phoned again. Oh he was
now going on holiday. So two weeks later, Hub called him last night. He asked
Hub was he sure it was a full day? He said yes. Not a couple of hours? Hub said
no. Not knowing if what he was saying was the right thing. See how we get ripped
off as blind people? No way will it take a full day, but, to get him here we
will have to pay that. And at least we can trust him. But then his answer?
Well, I’m in the shopping centre now; I will save your number and phone you
when I can come out and take a look….. Well, why he needs to save our number
when we have had loads of fencing and path and drive work doing? I think it’s
so he can put us off again. So he can next time say he forgot to save our
number. I will call him one more time and if no reaction, forget him entirely.
Shame as he is great, if we were to ask for a new fence. He would be out
tomorrow. A new drive the same. As they are huge jobs. People around here don’t
want small jobs. But when if he comes out, we do want a tree transplanting and
other gardeners have asked a fortune for this job, one company wanted £3000 and
I have not added two extra zeros. The other guys we got out said they would do
it next time but next time didn’t happen as they left our garden in one heck of
a state. The best gardener we have had is our neighbour. But he hates gardening.
He did it for us as a one off. So I will give it until tomorrow then text this
man back. It does my skull in. Teen says he wants to be a gardener, well, he
could practice here, but no. We have offered him money and still no. He did
some decretive work in our front garden and he did an amazing job. Everyone who
passes and those who have visited say it’s great. As for the boring jobs like
weeds? Naha. Not interested.
This week has been one of pure procrastination. I just can’t
get motivated even though Mr. Motivator himself has been trying with me. It’s
the normal jobs I need to do also work. I have an interview to do and a wedding
speech to write. I just am not feeling it. This afternoon I am being interviewed
by a University student who is studying English. God help them hehehe. See how
that goes. I just hope I will be able to help.
Teen at work again. Oh I do hope he comes home in a better
fettle than yesterday? Boy that was a challenge. At least he had a lovely game
of golf with his friend. First time ever he would love to take it up as a hobby.
It’s expensive though I think. He is saving for something I will tell you after
the event so witchypoo can’t spoil it. And he so badly needs a new car. Really,
to say I’m furious with his Father my ex is an understatement.
Firstly he drove it an hour and a half from his area to here
knowing that the exhaust was gone. Also knowing that the indicator wasn’t
working. And to top it all, it’s a dodgy M.O.T.
Oh yes. Really a responsible parent. I know when it is ready
for its next M.O.T; my ex will encourage teen to get yet again another year of
black market paperwork. Pay someone to tick the right box and go. So what if
something is wrong with the car? Never mind, it’s only our Son. So I have told
him to sell as soon as possible we would help him to buy, yet again. As we
already gave him thousands stupidly when he was 16 as the account I had for him
was at an ending. It was every penny I could save when I was with the ex as I
knew at the time, no way would he ever get much from him. I wanted him to have
a good start for a business, university or a car. Well, he met the evil one and
it all went on it. My biggest regret. Also Olga gave Teen a good amount of
money and again the witch swallowed it up. That will be her life. Not earning
just taking. Oh, how proud she must feel. What an achievement, right?
I just kind of hoped that my ex would not have made sure he
got his one and only Son a car that isn’t fit for the road. I mean all the
thousands he has and all the money he stole from me over the years, he isn’t by
far poor. An yet like his father before him, he will make sure people think he
is. Oh poor him. It’s so bad I really
believed he was different to the rest of the greedy ones in his family. Don’t
get me wrong, he has two brothers who are nice, out of five. As for his Sister,
well the brothers will all agree, she is a joke.
Teen asked me the other day did I still care for my ex, his
Father, I said yes. Of course I do. He was in my life for almost twenty five
years since I was seventeen. Far too young for him, but there you go. I just
wish he could have been a bit more decent. I was a great wife to him. Of course
he will say different. But he knows the truth. I cooked for him every night, ran
his baths listened to his stories and was the only person in the world I am
sure who has even loved him. But to think how he treat me and still is, in a
way is wrong.
I’m just grateful now I have found true love. A man who
would climb mountains for me and put me before himself. As I would him. As we both do for each other. I waited so
long to be reunited with my Husband. I suffered hell. But now at last I have a
future. As does my Son.
I’m thinking of having a break from my blog page and handing
it over to my Husband. Now you will see a huge difference in the writing so bear
with. I hope not to lose some Bloggets, as my Hub and I are so different and
yet share the same soul. When he and I are together, we are alike. When we are
apart, we are absolutely the opposite. That is great as we have a huge variety
of subjects to cover. So as we approach ninety
thousand, yes ninety thousand views, I shall take a holiday soon in about a
week and Hub will I hope, write for a while. So don’t expect anything personal.
Haha. It will all be information lectures facts and so on. But sure of interest.
Especially to the academics among our Bloggets.
Later with love but before I go some final words.
Words are a reflection of our thoughts. Positive words come
from positive thoughts, negative words from negative thoughts. It is really that
simple. Watch the words that come out of your mouth and you will have a good
idea of the direction you’re thoughts are facing, and as a result, your life.
Below you will find some words. Which words get you excited
make you feel strong happy which words move you bring you to tears Include
these words in your affirmations? These words make them a reality.
Accept
Accomplishment
Achievement
Active
Adored
Alive
Beautiful
Believe
Benefit
Blessed
Bliss
Bloom
Bright
Brilliant
Calm
Care
Celebrate
Change
Clean
Clever
Confident
Courageous
Creative
Cuddle
Cure
Delight
Direct
Discover
Eager
Easy
Efficient
Effortless
Embrace
Energised
Enjoy
Exciting
Faith
Familiar
Fit
Flourish
Friendship
Full
Funny
Gathering
Genuine
Grace
Group
Harmony
Healed
Helpful
Healthy
Honest
I trust
I take action
Ideal
Incredible
Inspire
Joy
Kind
Kiss
Laugh
Learn
Let go
Light
Love
Meaningful
Miracle
Motivate
Nature
Optimistic
Party
Peace
Pleasure
Positive
Proud
Recognised
Relax
Respect
Safe
Secure
Spiritual
Strong
Support
Together
Tranquil
Trust
Truth
Upbeat
Valued
Vision
Willing
Youthful
Zeal
Zest
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