This is not a journal! Or a diary!
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Last night i got a phone call from a guy that's related to the family who had me move their trailer Saturday. Wanted to know if i could jack his house up. Before i say more i will say that these people have been calling me because i do cheap work. They're poor. I ain't judging but that's why they're calling me and its cool. The thing is this house is old and the people who live in it are elderly and their kitchen floor is falling in and they're scared to walk on it and the contractors they been talking to want several thousand dollars to fix it. These people would be doing good to have a fraction of that and i automatically felt sorry for them. I was skeptical if i should even take the job or not, i mean lets face the facts here: I'm a factory worker, not a contractor. But in my heart i just had to go have a look-see, maybe its do-able, right? Well i drove over there before work today. Sure enough i can fix it. How we gonna handle this you ask? Why with some 50 ton hydraulic jacks is how. See I'm gonna jack the whole kitchen floor up and build supports under it, it ain't rotted but they wasn't ever supports under it where it needed them and now its sunk in. So with some heavy timbers and a bunch of cinder blocks I'm gonna level it back up where its safe and level again. I sympathize with the poor so ill do the job just for them and 90% cheaper than that other bunch quoted them. I won't be making hardly any money on it but that contractor was absolutely overcharging them, or trying to. These people live on social security. That's it. I wouldn't feel right not helping them out with this.
Its apparently putting a strain on the rest of the family now that its been several months since I've spoke to my mom. Acting like i should apologize to her. I'm not. I won't. Ill see her in hell one day i reckon. She's the malignant tumor of the whole family. I remember before i started school i did something that made her mad and she hit me across my face with her belt. It had metal studs on it and it cut my cheek open. Then she made me apologize to her. I was five years old. And now I'm supposed to apologize to her? Hell no! People can keep wishing but it ain't happening at all.
Witty_Name0_0
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Hahaha. That sounds just like me.
I'm glad someone understands
MikeyC
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A friend of mine at work didn't speak to his family at all for the better part of ten years. I don't know the details but lots of shit went down and he was blamed for everything when he was trying to mediate the family problems. His parents were not good to him. It's only recently that his dad died that he started talking to his mother again.
My point is that if it's better for you not to talk to your mum because of all the things she has done, don't. Your family will learn to get over it and your mum might, too. From what you've written about her, she is an unpleasant woman and you're right not to have her in your life if she makes you miserable. She may be immediate family, but that doesn't mean she can make your life a misery.
BlueDays
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^Totally agree with Mikey on this.
Some people lose the right to have contact with family members they have treated disrespectfully.
Thanks Mikey and Blue. I just went through yet another session of "just be nice to her, its only hurting your kids" and "she's your mother, you HAVE to forgive her" Well I'm not. Forget it. We're done. I'm through validating myself, no more explaining. Don't like it? Get over it. I walked out to the truck after i got off the phone and took several drinks of whisky. At work or not, I'm still human and imperfect. I'm over it all really. I'm not making excuses, i don't have to. The family can just get used to shit in the real world is all i can say.
MollyBeGood
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Months ago i had a falling out with my mom and I'm not speaking to them. Other family is trying to pressure me into apologizing and I'm not. Long story. And i won't let her around my kids and its causing problems at every turn with people in the family. Her and my stepdad went to my daughters school trying to make her go with them and the school ran them off. So i told both of them that i'd hurt them if they tried to run off with one of my kids again. Then i had a talk with the principal. She is spreading lies about me and my wife. Just crap.
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BlueDays
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^Whoa! Trying to take your daughter behind your back like that is mean. Sorry you are having to deal with this right now, jc.:sad:
MollyBeGood
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Holy Hell that sounds horrible! Is it restraining order time against your mom and stepdad then?
Oh it ain't your fault blue. Its hers. That's the kind of mother i have and my step dad goes along with it.
Nope. I called and told them both that the next time one of em pulls some shit like that there'll be blood. She told my daughter lies trying to make her not like me. I won't have that.
I got up early today to go fix the floor in that old house, it was actually easier than I thought. I strategically positioned several 50 ton hydraulic jacks under the floor joists and started lifting it back into position slowly. Once it was where I wanted it, I raised it another 1/4 inch to account for settling and I built supports under it with concrete blocks and lumber. So now the floor is very level with a bit of positive height for when it settles it should be dead level. They were pleased with the results as well as the price. They were originally quoted a price of $3000 for the job that they couldn't afford. I charged them $500 counting the materials. Big difference. And I still made money. I ain't gonna work for free but there's no need to be greedy either, ya know? After that was done I went home and showered and we took the wife shopping for Mother's Day. She's the best mom I could've picked for my kids so she deserves the best. While we were out I bought myself something I've been saving up for for quite a while now and I'm happy I finally have it. Like a kid with a new toy :sarcastic:
So I bought something today that's over 25 years old but until today it had remained unused, unloved, and in it's factory wrapping and box. I always had a soft spot for this particular model but sadly it was discontinued in 2010. A quick search on the internet led to a very small list of recommended spare parts to keep on hand in the event of a malfunction, no big deal, right? Well, maybe. The spare parts I might need one day are no longer in stock with any of the internet retailers due to it being "obsolete". So now I'm scouring the www in the search for these assorted parts that "might fail...one day...maybe". I'm about to say to hell with it. There's one part that's especially prone to failure but sometime this week I'm gonna take it to work and measure it and basically reverse engineer it and make a few spares to have on hand just in case the factory unit fails. Luckily that particular component is solid metal. I can probably make several replacements out of a harder metal. See, if I hadn't been reading all kinds of reviews and reports on the things I wouldn't have known of these weak links of the design and I wouldn't be stressing now. Sometimes ignorance really is bliss. :kickingmyself:
So tonight with all the kids in bed the wife asked me about the nightmares and all that. Apparently I was talking (ok, screaming and cussing) in my sleep yet again. So we talked about all that for a while. That was uncomfortable. I guess she sensed the un-comfyness and she poured me a glass of vodka. It's a lot easier to talk about inner demons with a glass of booze and all the kids asleep. I just kinda hit the highlights and left things alone, no need to get graphic. We had a good talk I guess. Then she got out an old photo album of pictures of me fighting fire and stuff from my years as a fireman and had me telling her the stories behind the pictures, where they were and what I was doing and what was burning etc. I had forgot about a lot of the pictures. Some were when I was in the state academy and some were taken on the job. I wish they were digital but I didn't use a digital camera back then. Well, I didn't own one either. I always used the disposable cameras. I wish I had a good way of putting them into my album on here to share with anybody that wants to see what life was like back when I was young and hot :sarcastic: I'm kidding. I'm still young and hot! Ok. Well maybe I ain't hot but I'm beautiful on the inside! :shyness: Ok enough with the bad jokes.