Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Shhh! Spoilers!
Hello dearies....
It's been a minute since I sat down to write to you. So much has been going on! Some of you know my secret. Others are about to find out.
A while back Mace and I had some problems. They came to head on the 11th. I asked Mace to move out. I spent the weekend miserable.
We talked all weekend. Monday he came over to have dinner with me and the Fruitians.
I realized something that evening....Mace is the love of my life. He is my missing puzzle piece.
I also realized I still wanted to spend the rest of my life with this amazing man!
So early this summer I'll become Mrs Mace!
I've started with the plans. So far everything is looking good.
But, for now, I'm Pinterested out and I'm wanting to watch zombie heads fly. Hello Woody Harrelson!
Monday, January 14, 2013
Say what you want....
Hello Dearies....
So most of you know by now that Mace moved out this weekend. I was so heartbroken. I honestly thought I was going to lose him. Other then losing my kids, losing Mace would have been the hardest thing for me to go through.
We have been talking via text, messenger, and phone for the past 3 days.
While my brain was screaming me to run, my heart was screaming just a loud for me to forgive him.
We've been talking about starting from the beginning. We (I) thought it'd be a good idea to start dating. He'd come pick me up and we'd go do whatever.
Tonight was our first "date". I invited Mace over for dinner. Pretty normal for a date, right? But there was a problem....
I came out of the shower and heard him talking to the Boy. At the sound of his voice the butterflies started doing Gangam style in my belly. I got dressed and walked in the living room and the butterflies almost turned to nausea. I didn't understand what was wrong. Why was I so worried about him being here? Then he came in the kitchen, put his arms around me and kissed me. By the time we were done kissing I was smiling.
I came to a very hard decision. After the Boy left and I had dinner warming I sat Mace on the bed with me. I looked him in the eye and told him to go get his shit! I had, had enough!
I love Mace. There was never any question there. I've always loved Mace. From the first time he walked through my door, I knew I was hopelessly in love with him. It's always been Mace. There has never been any man to ever make me feel like he does.
Say what you will. Call me an idiot or a coward (I am), but the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, the man I love with every fiber of my being is at his mother's grabbing what little of his stuff he took and making his way back to me.
Back where he has always belonged....with me!
So most of you know by now that Mace moved out this weekend. I was so heartbroken. I honestly thought I was going to lose him. Other then losing my kids, losing Mace would have been the hardest thing for me to go through.
We have been talking via text, messenger, and phone for the past 3 days.
While my brain was screaming me to run, my heart was screaming just a loud for me to forgive him.
We've been talking about starting from the beginning. We (I) thought it'd be a good idea to start dating. He'd come pick me up and we'd go do whatever.
Tonight was our first "date". I invited Mace over for dinner. Pretty normal for a date, right? But there was a problem....
I came out of the shower and heard him talking to the Boy. At the sound of his voice the butterflies started doing Gangam style in my belly. I got dressed and walked in the living room and the butterflies almost turned to nausea. I didn't understand what was wrong. Why was I so worried about him being here? Then he came in the kitchen, put his arms around me and kissed me. By the time we were done kissing I was smiling.
I came to a very hard decision. After the Boy left and I had dinner warming I sat Mace on the bed with me. I looked him in the eye and told him to go get his shit! I had, had enough!
I love Mace. There was never any question there. I've always loved Mace. From the first time he walked through my door, I knew I was hopelessly in love with him. It's always been Mace. There has never been any man to ever make me feel like he does.
Say what you will. Call me an idiot or a coward (I am), but the man I want to spend the rest of my life with, the man I love with every fiber of my being is at his mother's grabbing what little of his stuff he took and making his way back to me.
Back where he has always belonged....with me!
Saturday, January 12, 2013
How my world came crashing to an abrupt halt....
Hello Dearies....
This post will be the hardest post I've ever had to make. I lost so much in the past 2 days my head is spinning.
I lost the love of my life, my best friend, the one person that "got" me. Today I lost Mace (formerly known as Chief).
I tell you a lot, but I never spill everything. And I haven't told you about what's been really going on. And I'm not going to right now.
Last night I asked Mace to leave. Today he called his mother and left with his medicine, computer and a tote of his clothes.
I've spent the better part of the day trying to keep busy and keep my mind off of things. But after only getting 2-3 hours of sleep last night and the mad dash cleaning I did today I'm worn out.
I'm tired and and I'm scared.
I'm scared of being alone. I've never spent the night alone in this apartment.
I'm scared of laying down in that big empty bed.
I'm scared I'm going to start crying again.
And most of all....I'm scared I lost the love of my life forever.
Thursday, January 3, 2013
Restoring my faith in humanity....
Hello Dearies....
Yesterday was a short work day, but a long day no less. I got stuck out in the dining room as the BKB (Burger King bitch). We were so slow the Ass sent me home 2 hours early. Normally I'd throw a fit but I knew I'd make the hours up today.
While in the dining room I heard this story. I looked at the State Trooper sitting close to me and simply said "I don't want to live here anymore". He quickly agreed. What the hell has this world come to where virginity is a commodity to be sold online to a complete stranger! Why isn't the government stepping in to help this girl? UGH!
My faith in humanity was totally shaken until I got to Wal Hell with MiL. Mil parked next to a long train of carts. I turned to look for the guys bringing them in and saw something that restored a little of my faith.
In the lane behind us, the boy that was supposed to be taking in the carts was helping a woman lift her husband out of their car into his wheelchair. As I got out of the truck the boy rushed up to the carts and apologized. I had tears in my eyes when I told him "That was awesome".
I smiled and walked into Wal Hell with a plan. I stopped 2 employees and asked if they knew his name. I was directed to a CSM. Again I had tears when I told her what I had seen. That boy didn't HAVE to help that woman. It is not part of his job description. That was going above and beyond. As I was leaving I learned the young man's name. You won't see me do this very often, but.....his name is Zack. Anyone going into my local Wal Hell, look for this boy and bless him. He is a gem.
The Hobbit turned the tears on yesterday and I offered to cover part of her shift today while she got something personal worked out.
I found out that Stripper and his woman Liner were getting fired. Seems Liner clocked in Stripper when he wasn't there. How stupid can you be? They have a 2 year old son, a baby on the way and a brand new car. Now neither one of them has a job. I do feel sorry for them, but they made that bed.
Maybe I can snag a few more hours to make up for New Years.
In other news, Chief had a doctors appointment today. It's been a month since he went last, and he did a real number on the foot over Christmas. Doc, wasn't very nice today and cut a fair amount. Good news....the office will be rearranging the pictures in the lobby that are out of order.
My insane neighbor struck again today. He started yelling at me as I left for work about the kids walking past his door on the way to the bus. Today just wasn't a good day to yell at me. I asked him if I should call the schools and tell them they have to come pick up my kids later because my neighbor didn't like them getting up that early. So he starts bitching about Chief walking with his cane. Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You're bitching about a man walking with a cane when he NEEDS it? I told the idiot that if he didn't like the noise then he shouldn't be living in an apartment complex.
Chief and I talked about this. With this man confronting me and cussing me all the time, I can call the cops and get him for harassment. I've had it with him thinking he can yell and scream at me and bang on the walls when he's not happy. Screw that shit! Not this girl buddy.
I do have to brag on the crotchfruitians before I go. I've been paying them to do their chores. (hey it works) Today Bird took out the trash, ran down the laundry and cleaned his room. I was pretty impressed. He now has enough money to buy the Poke'mon cards he wants. It took her longer but Midget got the dishes washed and dried.
Oh and speaking about Midget, tomorrow I will be having a talk to her bus driver first thing in the morning. Midget hadn't gotten off the bus by the time Bird reached the door. I was a little worried, it wouldn't have been the first time she decided to stay at school. I watched as she got off the bus.
Why was my daughter's arm out of her shirt? Midget came in and told me that a little boy on the bus had tried to pull her shirt off. I'm pretty sure my blood pressure skyrocketed right then. After I got the story from her I called the school and asked to talk to whomever was in charge of the buses. I got his voicemail, and I'm still waiting for his call. I'll be meeting the bus driver in the morning. I doubt she'll like what I have to say. Thank goodness I make Midget layer her shirts and had a turtleneck on her today.
I do not know this little boy. His cousin is the little girl from downstairs that tends to be mean to Midget. I will find out who he is, where he lives, and I WILL be talking to his parents.
Oh, and mister I'm in charge of the buses....we'll talk tomorrow.
Yesterday was a short work day, but a long day no less. I got stuck out in the dining room as the BKB (Burger King bitch). We were so slow the Ass sent me home 2 hours early. Normally I'd throw a fit but I knew I'd make the hours up today.
While in the dining room I heard this story. I looked at the State Trooper sitting close to me and simply said "I don't want to live here anymore". He quickly agreed. What the hell has this world come to where virginity is a commodity to be sold online to a complete stranger! Why isn't the government stepping in to help this girl? UGH!
My faith in humanity was totally shaken until I got to Wal Hell with MiL. Mil parked next to a long train of carts. I turned to look for the guys bringing them in and saw something that restored a little of my faith.
In the lane behind us, the boy that was supposed to be taking in the carts was helping a woman lift her husband out of their car into his wheelchair. As I got out of the truck the boy rushed up to the carts and apologized. I had tears in my eyes when I told him "That was awesome".
I smiled and walked into Wal Hell with a plan. I stopped 2 employees and asked if they knew his name. I was directed to a CSM. Again I had tears when I told her what I had seen. That boy didn't HAVE to help that woman. It is not part of his job description. That was going above and beyond. As I was leaving I learned the young man's name. You won't see me do this very often, but.....his name is Zack. Anyone going into my local Wal Hell, look for this boy and bless him. He is a gem.
The Hobbit turned the tears on yesterday and I offered to cover part of her shift today while she got something personal worked out.
I found out that Stripper and his woman Liner were getting fired. Seems Liner clocked in Stripper when he wasn't there. How stupid can you be? They have a 2 year old son, a baby on the way and a brand new car. Now neither one of them has a job. I do feel sorry for them, but they made that bed.
Maybe I can snag a few more hours to make up for New Years.
In other news, Chief had a doctors appointment today. It's been a month since he went last, and he did a real number on the foot over Christmas. Doc, wasn't very nice today and cut a fair amount. Good news....the office will be rearranging the pictures in the lobby that are out of order.
My insane neighbor struck again today. He started yelling at me as I left for work about the kids walking past his door on the way to the bus. Today just wasn't a good day to yell at me. I asked him if I should call the schools and tell them they have to come pick up my kids later because my neighbor didn't like them getting up that early. So he starts bitching about Chief walking with his cane. Really? Are you fucking kidding me? You're bitching about a man walking with a cane when he NEEDS it? I told the idiot that if he didn't like the noise then he shouldn't be living in an apartment complex.
Chief and I talked about this. With this man confronting me and cussing me all the time, I can call the cops and get him for harassment. I've had it with him thinking he can yell and scream at me and bang on the walls when he's not happy. Screw that shit! Not this girl buddy.
I do have to brag on the crotchfruitians before I go. I've been paying them to do their chores. (hey it works) Today Bird took out the trash, ran down the laundry and cleaned his room. I was pretty impressed. He now has enough money to buy the Poke'mon cards he wants. It took her longer but Midget got the dishes washed and dried.
Oh and speaking about Midget, tomorrow I will be having a talk to her bus driver first thing in the morning. Midget hadn't gotten off the bus by the time Bird reached the door. I was a little worried, it wouldn't have been the first time she decided to stay at school. I watched as she got off the bus.
Why was my daughter's arm out of her shirt? Midget came in and told me that a little boy on the bus had tried to pull her shirt off. I'm pretty sure my blood pressure skyrocketed right then. After I got the story from her I called the school and asked to talk to whomever was in charge of the buses. I got his voicemail, and I'm still waiting for his call. I'll be meeting the bus driver in the morning. I doubt she'll like what I have to say. Thank goodness I make Midget layer her shirts and had a turtleneck on her today.
I do not know this little boy. His cousin is the little girl from downstairs that tends to be mean to Midget. I will find out who he is, where he lives, and I WILL be talking to his parents.
Oh, and mister I'm in charge of the buses....we'll talk tomorrow.
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