Archive for December, 2007

Just a complaint

December 27, 2007

I just have a bitch today that I dont feel like I can safely post on my normal blog. If you are a reader that is a friend from my other blog and you know who I am complaining about personally, take this with a huge grain of salt, as I know the stress of the move, and the stress of living together is getting to me.

I have stated before that we have friends that are living with us, to rent our house when we move out of state this month. Well they have been living here since October and at first it was great. The meals and chores were split evenly between the two families, and everyone was considerate of everyone else when it came to planning meals and letting each other know if plans had changed.
The past week or so this consideration has flown out the window.

I know that they have a friend visiting from England, who we are friends with as well. I know that originally we were supposed to have all of our stuff packed out last week.  But the military screwed us once again.

The plan was for both families to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas day/evening together, because well we are moving and spending time together is going to get very rare once again. We were supposed to go shopping for the food together over the weekend. Then they decided that they had to travel to the southern end of the area to visit with friends down there, so that all of the plans changed. We never found the time to go shopping for food.  So I went with the little man on Sunday and bought everything.

I have a feeling that if I had not called and said hey I bought the ham, veggies etc for Christmas dinner, so you just get this and that, that they would have decided to just stay down there, from Saturday until well quite frankly whenever they decide to come home now. Because shortly after we ate dinner yesterday they took off back down there (50 miles one way) and while the british one and  the retired one came home today so that the british one could work, the kids and the guest stayed down there. And now without a word to us, the british one and the retired one have returned down there (the friend from that end of the area was “bringing them home” is what the other half was told today).

Now really I dont give a damn, they can spend time with whoever they want. But I am tired of hearing how broke they are, and how they can’t chip in towards the electric bill or what ever, when they drive the 100 miles round trip every weekend, to go and get drunk down there, go out to eat, go out shopping etc etc.  I am also tired of getting stuck with their dogs for 48 hours or longer while they are gone, and I am worried about the state of my house if they do these trips after we move out.

I really think I need to find a lease on the internet to have them sign saying they will pay us x amount each month, just to keep from getting screwed. Because right now they still have the retired ones regular pay coming in, but he does not have a job lined up yet. Which sucks, because they are supposedly friends and we should be able to trust them, but the way things are going I am not going to see the money, and we need the money to keep from going into foreclosure on the house.

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I hate stress,  I hate moving, and I hate feeling like this.

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Frugal Christmas Decorations

December 5, 2007

Just in case anyone has missed the ads, my place of work has all Christmas decorations at 25% off… Lowes, why wait till after the holidays to have the post holiday sale?

Self entitlement

December 2, 2007

Last night here in my southern hometown there was a Christmas parade. The a couple of the people in the organization I work for decided that we should have a float in the parade this year as good advertisement, and good will. I participated in a couple of stages of the float, not as much as I had planned on, due to family and work commitments, but it was still a good time. Teenager helped work on the design of the float, and then she, Middle Schooler, and Alien all rode on the float with me, while Rocker walked along the side passing out things to the crowd.

The organizers of the parade gave instructions to the participants that we were not to pass out candy or toys until a certain starting point on the parade route (the official start to the parade, the line up went back about 2 miles before the start). I was on the float with several of the staff kids and staff parents in charge of making sure that everyone on the float stayed safe, passing out more candy and toys to the walkers, the music for our float and the smoke machine producing smoke coming out of our workshop chimney. The walkers passed out candy, beads, and wooden toys.

The walkers of our group started with giving away toys to children that were participating in the parade. Not to many, just to the smaller kids that they didn’t want to be left out.

About 1/2 mile before the actual start of the parade the crowds started in full force. Other Half and Little Man, along with Retired One stood on the start line, because that is where I told them the parade would start, and that there was where the candy and such would start.

The people watching the parade amazed me. There were people that snatched candy, beads and toys out of the walkers hands. They begged throw beads, throw beads, throw candy. And SHOUTED at you when you didn’t give them what they wanted. I heard several people curse when the child next to theirs got a toy and their child did not, but their child was older.

There were people that almost trampled Little Man, with their pushing and shoving to get to the candy and beads. Other Half ended up telling the group around him that if they pushed Little Man again there was going to be a fight, and the police officer standing there told them that he would help, and that they would take all of their beads away. Other Half and Retired One gave up on watching the parade shortly after our float went by, because it was not worth the trouble to watch.

These people acted like they were entitled to all of the beads on our float, and that we did not have the right to save any for the people toward the end of the parade route. It was like they thought they were entitled to get all of the things that we had for themselves.

Why do people act this way? Why can’t they understand that their are many other people along the parade route that would like to get some of the goodies as well? What happened to the spirit of the season?

Other players in the game

December 2, 2007

Currently we have another family living with us. These are friends of ours from our time overseas, who are moving to our area, after retirement from the military. They are going to rent our house from us for about 6 months while they explore the area to determine where they want to purchase a house.

They will be known as:

Retired One: almost retired military man (on terminal leave), currently job hunting for a job related to his military job.

Brit chick: Native British woman, married to retired one, works for Evil Empire

Rocker: 13 yo boy who plays the guitar,

Alien: 12 yo boy, who we say is along with middle schooler, from a planet all their own. I swear they are a match made in heaven.

They also have two dogs, and three geckos.

This makes for a very crowded house but we make the best of it.

How we got where we are at part two

December 1, 2007

After we had lived here for about 6 months we decided that it was time to start looking into buying a house. The military affiliation that the Other Half is, has a regulation that states that they can not move you more than every 36 months, so we figured if we were here 12 months when we bought the house, we would have at least 24 in the house before we had to think about moving, and hopefully longer than that.

So we spent about six months looking at houses on the internet, researching mortgages, and looking at houses in the area (our lease was up after 1 year). Early summer we found THE house, figured out with housing allowance, and my paycheck that we could afford THE house, and worked with the mortgage company, the owner of the house, etc to buy the house. We signed on the house July 7th, 2006, Happy Anniversary to us (July 8th is our anniversary). We were so happy and excited. Everything was working out wonderfully, I had a job at an alternative school here in town, that was a short drive from our new house, and Other Half could drive the hybrid to work.

Then the US government decided that they had other plans. They decided that all of the people in Other Half’s job, the same rank as Other Half, with the same number of years in had to either cross train or get out of the military. They decided to tell all of them this, at the end of July. Yes, less than a month after we closed on the house. We still thought we would be ok because we were at first told that this job change would yes, affect us, but we would still be stationed here.   Not so much…