The Call Me Pap-Paw

It always boggles my mind when people just don't have the common curiosity of not taking advantage of people. If you are being allowed to live someplace rent free, get fed, and have your laundry done (not be my of course) why would you go out of your way to destroy everything in the place you are staying? Whether intentionally or not! I only have so many places I can store stuff the house we are living, I can't be placing everything on my desk or someplace in my room. It is already driving my girlfriend crazy if I have to start keep my yard tools in the room to she will get mad at me not her son and it kids. No instead my kids get blamed or I blow up at people. Hell today's issues was just stupid yard gloves! Yard gloves that I just bought and hadn't had a chance to wear yet. Gloves that there is only one of, that were placed in a specific place in the garage, still in the packaging. This was done in the hopes that I would at least be able to use them once. Its al

So I just wrote a new post. One that I think was well written, but one that I had to make private because of its sensitive nature and the offence that would be taken. Not a fan of that, but I did have to write the post in an attempt to feel better. Not even sure that it will work, there are really only 2 solutions to my deleima and one isn't looking to be feasible and the other, well lets just say is a nuclear option. So in the meantime I am stuck in a very stressful position on top of all the other stresses going on. Well I guess there is a third option.......I can have a heart attack! But hell that won't fix the problem long term lol

Well today we said goodbye to my younger brothers Sadie! We have had her a long time, she was a rescue and at least 13 years. Not sure who had her before, I do know that they abused her and we believe they usually had a hat on. More on that in a second. Sadie recently got sick and while we aren't sure what that was they did find a mass in her. I don't think they ever really found out if the mass was cancer or not, however this was just over a week ago. We lost her really fast. What I will always remember Sadie as the dog that was afraid of me for a long time because I wore a hat, usually a baseball cap. We think that her original owner abused her and usually wore a hat. When I would walk into my parents house and she would see me or when I went to pet her she would whimper and whine and be afraid of me. But if I did the same without the hat one she was fine. It sort of pissed me off that she was treated this way. I took a while but we got her out of that, I mean a while.