My sister Liz has moved in with us. Which I am glad for. Even though this means I can't have the rec room whenever I want now. That is where Liz's room is. But I have some one to help me around the house and (sorry to say Liz) someone to take some of the crap from aunt Fran. Now if she stops borrowing my things without asking, all will be heavenly. So I have not managed to wash my kitchen floor work a week or two. Liz did it yesturday. Thank goodness otherwise I would have to listen to my aunt bitch and complain about the housework not getting done. That is right folks, it doesn't matter how much I do she only sees what I don't do. I can't wait to have my own place and have things run the way I want them. Although the way things are looking I am NEVER going to be on my own because I will be too busy taking care of my severly senial aunt. Which I guess I can count as paying her back in a way. After all she has taken care of me and my children for the past several years. Even if she will be the reason for my mental breakdown.
Work is boring again. I have nothing to do at the moment. Still waiting to here about the CIBC thing. So for now I can write a really long blog post. Although this one probably won't be that long just because I have the time to make it long.
So I saw my friend Larry last night on my way home. I was standing at the bus stop and didn't see him at first. But he saw me and didn't know it was me and he totally was checking me out. Then he realized who I was. I thought it was quite funny. Apparently I look good in my work clothes. Which I am totally glad for I not really one for dressing up but if I look good then it one reason to not mind it. Last week I saw a few guys I used to work with and they complimented on my looks tooo. So I am feeling pretty good this week. It has been a while since I got anything but sleezy comments from strange men in the street. Speaking of which maybe someone can explain to me why guys feel inn appropiate to yell things like "nice legs baby" to strange women in streets. Or why is it that they think just because they pullover and ask for our phone number, before saying so much as hi my name is....., that we will actually give it to them. No wI realize not every man has committed such acts but quite a few have and it boggels my mind as to how this can be seen as appropriate behaviour. Now I know this doesn't just happen to me because it has happened to every female I know and every female they know. And it is not just young guys either men in their 30's and 40's have made stupid comments to me or someone I know. Is it that they justy don't think be before they speak or what?
Well this turned out to be a pretty decent sized blog post after all. So I will make this the end. Just one more thing, smile and have a good day.
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whatever, at least you have had your own place in the past. it's not like ur a bum mooching off her for no reason. u have kids (i don't know if you are aware) so suck it up till u are able move out avoiding financial messes. you know that God puts you places for a purpose. Like your job now and A.F.'s house. Annoying as it may be, A.F. and God need you to be there. HA HA now what will u do?
ahem, language, spelling anf grammar checks are needed.
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