I've also been working on a blog layout, and trying to design the layout for my "design" blog at the same time. As many blog layouts as I've designed you'd think it would be easy. It's not. I mean, it has to be perfect right? Who would want to hire someone to design a layout for their blog if my layout is all fonkatated? (Yes, I made it up!)
I'm frustrated too. I'm sitting here watching hubby's heart break. He tries to put on a "brave face" but I know it's breaking his heart that he's selling his Harley. I also know that he's stressing out over getting it sold so he can pay off his truck and pay our
It also makes me think of the people who I've loaned money too. One person in particular. He's a family member, he's "trying to find his way"
But I don't even bother asking if he can pay me anything. First of all, I shouldn't have to ask. He knows that when he was in need an no one else would "loan" him the money, I DID. He also knows that he owes me. Hell, maybe he forgot? NOT!
Meanwhile, I sign into FB and see how he's going out on dates, out to dinner, to the movies. How he's shopping for new "threads" for these dates. How he's buying a new stereo for his truck, taking trips, having fun. Really? Could you be any more selfish?
Yet here hubby and I are, I couldn't tell you the last time we went out on a date, the last time we went out to dinner. The last time he's (we've) had some stress relief.
Do you know how good it would feel to hand hubby the money to pay off those taxes so he would stop stressing, so maybe he wouldn't have to sell the most important thing to him (besides his family of course)?
The stupid part? I've loaned him money a bunch of times. I knew better, but how could I say no? I mean, he's "family!" I didn't think I'd continually be screwed over! Like I said though, he's not the only person who I've "loaned" money too. Yeah...I'm an idiot!
I have made a decision though. Starting today, I'm gonna be...
When does "Can I borrow some money?" or "Can you help me out?" or "Can you lend me some money?" mean..."thanks for handing over the money that you busted your ass to make, see ya sucka"? What line do I need to stand in to have "free" money handed to me? Must be nice. It's a damn slap in the face. But...trust me, it WONT happen again. Believe that.
He'll be in need again, maybe not tomorrow or the next day...but someday. And when he does...I pity his ass if he ask me.
It just pisses me off, I see hubby hurting. I see him stressing, I see what the stress is doing to his health and I'm sitting here helpless. I'm trying to find a job, I haven't had one call back. Not one.
Sorry, I know that I said I was going to try to stop writing post bitching and complaining. I hate it really. But I'm not the type of person to hold shit in, I can't. It'll drive me nuts. And it's not like I'm going to add more stress onto hubby by talking to him about it. He's under enough pressure as it is. Sigh.
Hell, at least y'all know now. Yup, I'm the girl formally known as "The National Bank of
