Saturday, July 26, 2014

August 1

1.My first truck payment free payday.

I'm getting my nails done, buying the biggest stockpile of toilet paper you've ever seen and going to see Ma. I also need to take like... some serious laundry to the laundromat.

2.Doctah Chilay's first day.

I don't really know if this is a good thing or not, I've not really had a chance to talk to him other than to offer to let him live in the RV and poop in a bucket. I do know he'll come in all gung ho and hit the ground running. This will last about two months, when he'll see that engineering doesn't want to do anything, Twatwaffle is a nincompoop, corporate is going to bear down on him like drill sergeant and his one employee has ceased to give a fluffy bunny butt. He will then either leave or accept his mistake and mope around looking like someone kicked his pooch. It is the way of The Asylum.

3. A Friday!

Always a good thing.

4. Start building inventory for my new website.

I have the name picked out but I still need to reserve the address. I found a decent store hosting site with reasonable rates. I want to start buying stock, a little at a time and start listing things as I get them. It'll take a while, longer than if I had the cash to do it all it once, but hey, life is a journey.. a process. No reason to get in a big hurry.

As you can see, August 1st will bring with it many changes. I'm excited on all fronts, embarrassingly so for the stock pile of toilet paper.

This weekend, I've got a hand truck from work so I can move the old washer out to the curb. It's actually practically new. I got the cheapo brand from Lowes and it was a complete waste of money. I didn't even have it paid for before it started leaking. I'm planning to get a used laundry sink off CL and install it in it's place. With the town sewage issues we have every damned spring, it's not worth worrying when it empties that the toilets will over flow and the tubs will fill with grossness.

I have lots more crap I need to get done, but if I can get the washer to the curb, I'll consider the weekend a success. The hardest part will be getting the footrests closed on the reclining couch and loveseat so that there's room to get through the living room with the washer. I hate those effin things. You can't close the footrest unless you've got the calves of Hercules and if you stand up to close them, they slam against the wall. I damned near killed Grimm trying to get up to go pee once.

Anywho, wish me luck. We'll talk again soon. Later Taters!!!
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Friday, July 25, 2014

Chili Flavored Bear Bait

As I was leaving for lunch the other day, I was greeted by Docta Chilay, the new sales manager, in the parking lot. Seems Twatwaffle and he were going house hunting together. He doesn't start until August 1st, but I've already been stressin' over it. Practicing being quiet and professional, saying "Good Morning" instead of "Ugh. Bleh. Crap," imagining welcoming him to the company, etc. When he and TW returned to the office, he stopped by to say hi and asked if I knew of any places to lease.

"Dang! I've got an old RV you can live in. Ain't got no plumbing but we can prolly find you a bucket."

And so once again, mouth has opened before brain has had a chance to engage. The really scary part? When they left again, he kept asking TW why he couldn't just live in my RV.

City dude with the two Pomeranians ended up leasing a cabin up by where Aunt Moses used to live.

Me: "But Twatwaffle.. has he ever even lived in the country? That's in THE WOODS. A BEAR WILL EAT THE PUPPIES."

TW: "He said he's always wanted to live in the woods."

Me: "Does he understand that even IN THE CITY LIMITS bears will come in to your yard. IN THE WOODS you are in theirs????"

TW: "Shut up. He'll figure it out eventually. Oh and, since you've got 4 wheel drive, you'll be going to fetch him in the snow."

Me: "Oh hell to the no I will not."

And so it begins.

Later Taters!

Sunday, July 20, 2014

Real Talk

The kitchen still isn't clean, but I'm working up to it. I printed out the application for the grocery store job, filled it out and checked it over. I'm going to take off at noon tomorrow from The Asylum and run to turn it in. I figure I have a better chance of catching a store manager there if I go on Monday.

I also bought groceries yesterday, so that's done. We've been getting boxes of food from various sources here and there. Sometimes Big City churches set up in the library parking lot on weekends and hand out assorted goodies. Aunt Moses gets a load of leftover food bank stuff from the school about every two weeks and she always splits it with us, so I'm stocked up on every kind of pasta you can imagine, a case of instant mac and cheese and several pounds of rice and flour. Somehow we've ended up with a stash of vanilla pudding mix, so I picked up some bananas and some vanilla wafers at the store. I've been craving banana pudding.

When people start talking smack about lazy people living on hand outs, just keep in mind that both T.A. and I have full time jobs, but sometimes Aunt Moses' little care packages are the only way we make it from pay-gone to payday.

I'm not sharing this for pity or to get attention, I just see so many people online posting stuff about welfare, handouts and how people just need to get a job.

We have jobs.

The problem is simple. The rate if inflation, the cost of living, has greatly exceeded the rate of pay increase. I had a better life 18 years ago, more "disposable" income for luxuries like clothing, decent shoes, doctor visits, etc. when I made $6 an hour.

Think about that.

The poor aren't getting poorer. The middle class is getting poor. As the gap between the haves and the have nots narrows, those yelling about welfare taking money out of their pocket, will eventually find themselves with their own hands out, dumbstruck and wondering what the hell happened.

Those are my thoughts for today. Please share your comments, just keep it nice and respectful. We'll talk again soon.

Later Taters.

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