Now this is going to come as a shock to all my friends and family (if they read this), but I may have a slight issue with anger. Yes, I know surprise surprise. Your all sitting there now saying, "No, not you Cathy, your so mild mannered" but sad to say it's true. Inside this calm appearance is a festering tide of anger waiting to burst out and infect all who are within range.
It takes a lot for me to let the anger out, I don't suddenly turn all psycho and start punching people or pick up a gun and start shooting anyone, I let it out and swear. Yep, fuck fuckity fuck. That's me. Gasp shock horror.
Why the hell I am penalised for letting it out in this manner, just makes me angry again. But I'm still not going to go all postal. I'm not going to turn into the one you all read about in the papers, and go "Oh, but she was always so nice.", that won't ever be me. The reason it won't be me, cause I vent, let out a bit of steam, and sure I'm swearing when I do it, but isn't that better than shooting someone. And really, who the hell gets hurt by words that aren't aimed at anyone. I'm not walking up to people and telling them they are fucking idiots who should be locked up before they infect everyone with their stupidity. Nope, I type it out, I say it in my head, I vent.
If someone cuts in front of me while driving, I'm going to give them the finger and call them a fucking moron, so go ahead and sue me, run for the hills cause Cathy is going postal. Ummm, hello, no one is hurt so back the fuck off. Sure it's an offensive term, but isn't it better than walking around letting it all fester until I explode. You might not think so, but I do.
My kids knew Mum was really mad if she started swearing, but it hasn't sent them to therapy. Deep breathing and counting to ten just don't cut it. I tried it, I'd take a deep breath in and slowly let it out, all the time saying fuck fuck fuck in my head, so it kind of worked, count to ten, one fuck it, two fuck it....(I'm sure you get it). Meditation? I don't get it, I can't shut my brain off at all, it's constantly going, I'll start to slowly sink down, then suddenly I'm wondering if I'm doing it right. Or I think, mustn't forget to by bread, or why the fuck isn't the stupid meditation working. So I do what works for me, I do what keeps me sane, and I'm not hurting anyone.
Anyone who knows me, knows that I'm not some psycho (well they think it anyway LOL), so cut in front of me and expect to get abused. Of course you might not hear it, cause your some moronic idiot with your stereo so loud you can't even here the cop car right behind you with sirens blaring. But believe me I'm sitting in my car giving you the finger and telling you to fuck off.
And now I've typed that all out, I'm calm again, see it's not hard, and I won't make the front page of the paper, or be headline news. There won't be books written about me, or a TV movie made of my life, but I'm calm and over it.
So if your like me, then do the same, breath in deeply, and as your breathing out either say fuck it or think it, works everytime. And hey, think of all the money you'll save on therapy and anger management courses. Of course if your the sort of person that punches a wall, or a person, or goes out and gets a gun then get some help you lunatic, fuck me, your insane.
Saturday, March 31, 2012
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
What could I do?
Certain things happened this week that started me thinking about what job I could do if I lost the one I have. I was very lucky to get it after being unemployed while raising my children for years, and apart from the skills all parents learn I didn't have anything else to offer.
That is except for my gift for the gab, yep can talk till I lose my voice, and type till my fingers are crippled with pain LOL.
So I'm 52 yrs old, why would a potential employer want to hire me? I can drive a horde of whining children around for hours so maybe a school bus driver. I can cook a meal out of absolutely nothing, maybe a prison cook. I can kill spiders, cockroaches and other creepy crawlies, maybe an exterminator. I can totally ignore the children yelling around me while I'm on the phone or watching TV, hmmmm a security guard has to focus, so maybe one of them. I pay no attention to the cries of Mummmmmmmmmmm (insert name here) won't let me...... maybe an editor (well they mostly edit out the spelling mistakes and I'm sure they don't get distracted easily). I can operate machinery (a lawn mower, whippersnipper and the washing machine and dryer), to me they are all heavy except for the whipper snipper, so maybe I could become a crane operator down at the docks.
I can get 3 children, dressed, fed and out the door in no time, sounds like the army for me (drill sergeant I'm thinking). I can preform my own computer maintenance, hook it up along with the TV, cable, and DVD player, I could be a sparky (electrician). I can unblock drains, and I'm pretty sure I can get my track pants to hang down low enough to show butt crack, so that's a plumber. I can drive an old lady around to her appointments and help her in and out of the car, and if I try really hard I can do it without any sarcasm about age and being a cripple, so that would be a job in an old folks home. I remember to feed the cat most of the time, a vet or maybe a zoologist. I can get myself dressed reasonably well, a fashion designer. I am absolutely the funniest person in the world, a comedian. I have sage advice (really I just like to tell people what to do) so that makes me a psychologist and a psychiatrist in one (I actually thought they were the same, pfft who cares they charge too much and I don't see the point in them). I can spot a broken bone, particularly if you can actually see it poking through the skin, and I can tell when stitches are required or just a band aid, just call me Doctor.
And of course I can write, so I could be a world famous author, spinning tales that everyone wants to read, I'd win awards and there would be movies made from my books. This is of course where the gift of the gab comes in, I really probably couldn't be any of those things, but hey I could give it a go. So there is other options out there, not that I need something else, which is just as well, cause I'm also really lazy and I'd be great at being a couch potato if they paid me to do it.
Catch ya
That is except for my gift for the gab, yep can talk till I lose my voice, and type till my fingers are crippled with pain LOL.
So I'm 52 yrs old, why would a potential employer want to hire me? I can drive a horde of whining children around for hours so maybe a school bus driver. I can cook a meal out of absolutely nothing, maybe a prison cook. I can kill spiders, cockroaches and other creepy crawlies, maybe an exterminator. I can totally ignore the children yelling around me while I'm on the phone or watching TV, hmmmm a security guard has to focus, so maybe one of them. I pay no attention to the cries of Mummmmmmmmmmm (insert name here) won't let me...... maybe an editor (well they mostly edit out the spelling mistakes and I'm sure they don't get distracted easily). I can operate machinery (a lawn mower, whippersnipper and the washing machine and dryer), to me they are all heavy except for the whipper snipper, so maybe I could become a crane operator down at the docks.
I can get 3 children, dressed, fed and out the door in no time, sounds like the army for me (drill sergeant I'm thinking). I can preform my own computer maintenance, hook it up along with the TV, cable, and DVD player, I could be a sparky (electrician). I can unblock drains, and I'm pretty sure I can get my track pants to hang down low enough to show butt crack, so that's a plumber. I can drive an old lady around to her appointments and help her in and out of the car, and if I try really hard I can do it without any sarcasm about age and being a cripple, so that would be a job in an old folks home. I remember to feed the cat most of the time, a vet or maybe a zoologist. I can get myself dressed reasonably well, a fashion designer. I am absolutely the funniest person in the world, a comedian. I have sage advice (really I just like to tell people what to do) so that makes me a psychologist and a psychiatrist in one (I actually thought they were the same, pfft who cares they charge too much and I don't see the point in them). I can spot a broken bone, particularly if you can actually see it poking through the skin, and I can tell when stitches are required or just a band aid, just call me Doctor.
And of course I can write, so I could be a world famous author, spinning tales that everyone wants to read, I'd win awards and there would be movies made from my books. This is of course where the gift of the gab comes in, I really probably couldn't be any of those things, but hey I could give it a go. So there is other options out there, not that I need something else, which is just as well, cause I'm also really lazy and I'd be great at being a couch potato if they paid me to do it.
Catch ya
Monday, March 26, 2012
Help Me Mr Spock
So I'm a logical person, but everyday I'm confronted with the illogical. From someone telling me my kids are going to believe that every ad is real, that TV shows mirror real life and that the video games they play are encouraging violence. So I've bred stupid children who have no idea what's real and what isn't. How is it logical to believe that a cartoon about a family with a beer drinking dad, and a mum with blue hair is based on real life?
These characters never grow older, and they never learn anything, yep just like real life. An ad for a hair product comes on and I'm supposed to believe that if I use this product my hair will be lustrous and beautiful just like the model who's hair has been done by a stylist, and she has a makeup artist on standby. Come on that's illogical to expect anyone to believe that rubbish. In real life everyone wakes up in the morning with their hair brushed and make up perfect, they never use the bathroom, they rarely need to blow their nose, and when was the last time you saw one of them fart? But I'm told that watching too much TV will rot my brain and the brains of my children. The games my son plays are full of violence, but you don't see him out in the neighbourhood shooting at anything that moves. For one he knows it's fake, and for two he's to busy shooting the fake ones to get off his arse and go outside.
Get outside, get them involved in a sport, blah blah. Sure lets do that, and then lets fork out the huge fees for enrolling them and providing their uniforms for said sport. Then there's the extras if they want to go further in the sport, costing more and more money, I'm all for plonking the kids in front of the tube and only paying for the electricity. It's cheaper so therefore more logical.
Plain packaging for cigarettes. Hmmm, brilliant idea, this is why we pay our politicians the big bucks. A smoker doesn't buy smokes cause of the pretty packaging, we buy it cause we have an addiction and enjoy it. It's illogical to assume people will smoke less cause they come in plain ugly packaging, but we are expected to buy that idea.
Safety warnings on packaging. Don't put plastic bag on childs head as may cause suffocation! Really? Shit I had no idea. I've got a box of sandwich bags in my pantry with that on it. I'd like to see anyone get their head in one of those without tearing it. Do not ingest this huge bottle of bleach! Oh thanks for the warning I would of been using it in my coffee. I don't know about you but when I see a sign on the floor saying slippery when wet, I instantly start to run just to see if the sign is right. Caution. Fire is hot! Good grief, I've been living my life in a dream world, thinking that I could put my hands in a fire and nothing would happen. Caution: Door opens! Ummmmm pretty sure that's what they are supposed to do.
Okay, so they have to put them on everything cause some idiot will go ahead and do it then sue cause there was no warning. But seriously teach logic in school and we'll be better off.
Sure guns don't kill people, people kill people, but they use guns to do it. Yes your right, they also use knives and whatever else they can, but that expression just pisses me off. Even if someone trips over the gun they left lying at the top of the stairs (no I don't know why they would do that), and falls down the stairs and breaks their neck, it wasn't the gun that did it it was the idiot that put it there in the first place. So to make the statement in the first place is ruled illogical, and so said Mr Spock (well he probably didn't cause they didn't have guns in Star Trek, but he would of if they did).
Breast feeding is better for your baby, well sure it is, we all know that, but not everyone can breast feed, so it makes no sense to put them down for it. Your making them tense which is not helping them or their baby, they feel guilty and have no need to. They are raising their babies as best they can, and I have no doubt they will turn out just as good as the breast fed ones (unless it's a pack of wolves raising them who can't breast feed a human child cause it's just wrong, they might have issues).
I'm thinking we should have a Logical Party who we can vote in instead of the morons we have. Mr Spock could be the leader of the party, and they could pass laws stopping morons from suing over the most ridiculous things which would mean the rest of us wouldn't have to pay for it. If I tell someone there is no biscuits left, and they say I just want one, I want to slap them silly, but they are already stupid so no point. If there is none, then it doesn't matter how many you want you can't have any, geez.
Wow this has turned into a rant, guess I'm just sick of the stupid questions I'm getting everyday, from people who can't actually use their brains to think for themselves, or the ears to listen to what is being said. Sorry for the rant, I hope you got a laugh out of it though, and hey I feel alot better for it.
I still think Mr Spock could be a better leader of the free world, than any we have now.
Catch ya
These characters never grow older, and they never learn anything, yep just like real life. An ad for a hair product comes on and I'm supposed to believe that if I use this product my hair will be lustrous and beautiful just like the model who's hair has been done by a stylist, and she has a makeup artist on standby. Come on that's illogical to expect anyone to believe that rubbish. In real life everyone wakes up in the morning with their hair brushed and make up perfect, they never use the bathroom, they rarely need to blow their nose, and when was the last time you saw one of them fart? But I'm told that watching too much TV will rot my brain and the brains of my children. The games my son plays are full of violence, but you don't see him out in the neighbourhood shooting at anything that moves. For one he knows it's fake, and for two he's to busy shooting the fake ones to get off his arse and go outside.
Get outside, get them involved in a sport, blah blah. Sure lets do that, and then lets fork out the huge fees for enrolling them and providing their uniforms for said sport. Then there's the extras if they want to go further in the sport, costing more and more money, I'm all for plonking the kids in front of the tube and only paying for the electricity. It's cheaper so therefore more logical.
Plain packaging for cigarettes. Hmmm, brilliant idea, this is why we pay our politicians the big bucks. A smoker doesn't buy smokes cause of the pretty packaging, we buy it cause we have an addiction and enjoy it. It's illogical to assume people will smoke less cause they come in plain ugly packaging, but we are expected to buy that idea.
Safety warnings on packaging. Don't put plastic bag on childs head as may cause suffocation! Really? Shit I had no idea. I've got a box of sandwich bags in my pantry with that on it. I'd like to see anyone get their head in one of those without tearing it. Do not ingest this huge bottle of bleach! Oh thanks for the warning I would of been using it in my coffee. I don't know about you but when I see a sign on the floor saying slippery when wet, I instantly start to run just to see if the sign is right. Caution. Fire is hot! Good grief, I've been living my life in a dream world, thinking that I could put my hands in a fire and nothing would happen. Caution: Door opens! Ummmmm pretty sure that's what they are supposed to do.
Okay, so they have to put them on everything cause some idiot will go ahead and do it then sue cause there was no warning. But seriously teach logic in school and we'll be better off.
Sure guns don't kill people, people kill people, but they use guns to do it. Yes your right, they also use knives and whatever else they can, but that expression just pisses me off. Even if someone trips over the gun they left lying at the top of the stairs (no I don't know why they would do that), and falls down the stairs and breaks their neck, it wasn't the gun that did it it was the idiot that put it there in the first place. So to make the statement in the first place is ruled illogical, and so said Mr Spock (well he probably didn't cause they didn't have guns in Star Trek, but he would of if they did).
Breast feeding is better for your baby, well sure it is, we all know that, but not everyone can breast feed, so it makes no sense to put them down for it. Your making them tense which is not helping them or their baby, they feel guilty and have no need to. They are raising their babies as best they can, and I have no doubt they will turn out just as good as the breast fed ones (unless it's a pack of wolves raising them who can't breast feed a human child cause it's just wrong, they might have issues).
I'm thinking we should have a Logical Party who we can vote in instead of the morons we have. Mr Spock could be the leader of the party, and they could pass laws stopping morons from suing over the most ridiculous things which would mean the rest of us wouldn't have to pay for it. If I tell someone there is no biscuits left, and they say I just want one, I want to slap them silly, but they are already stupid so no point. If there is none, then it doesn't matter how many you want you can't have any, geez.
Wow this has turned into a rant, guess I'm just sick of the stupid questions I'm getting everyday, from people who can't actually use their brains to think for themselves, or the ears to listen to what is being said. Sorry for the rant, I hope you got a laugh out of it though, and hey I feel alot better for it.
I still think Mr Spock could be a better leader of the free world, than any we have now.
Catch ya
Sunday, March 25, 2012
Super Powered Me
As I stood over the laundry sink, armed with a toothbrush (old of course ewwww) scrubbing the dogshit off a jogger (the shoe not the person), I realised that I must of done this a million times over the years raising my 3 children. And I thought to myself why am I the only one in this house who can do this?
So apparently I have some weird arse Super Powers. I don't know if they came to me after I was struck by lightning (I don't actually remember that happening), or if I'm from some far away planet, sent to earth by my loving parents (who were probably sick of the screaming baby that constantly demanded attention). But however it happened, I am empowered superly.
My Super Powers reveal themselves every day, they aren't something I can use to save the world, or maybe I can.....
My first power is the power to be the only one who sees the empty toilet roll, and the only one who has the ability to change it. This is despite numerous people using the bathroom before me. They have even pleaded with me to change it for them, as they are just incapable. "Mum, I can't find the toilet paper!" is a sound I have heard many times over the years, this is a plea that seems to totally ignore the 4 pack sitting down on the floor beside the toilet. Obviously it is not visible to the naked eye and has a force field surrounding it to protect it from the norms (a name I will use to call everyone else).
Then there is the power to process the empty containers in the fridge or pantry, and the ability to ignore the cries of "Why haven't you bought more ....(insert product here)? This jar has been empty for ages." So what's it doing in the fridge/pantry then? My ability to see into the future and past has obviously slipped.
I have the power to match socks and fold them, something lacking in a certain household who shall remain nameless hehehe.
I'm the only one in the world able to operate heavy machinery, such as the lawn mower, washing machine, and vacuum. Picking up clothes and putting them in the hamper is beyond all but me. Finding lost items of clothing (usually found in a drawer or wardrobe, right where I said they were) is my forte. Refilling the sugar bowl, turning off electrical appliances, and refilling the water bottles and mixing the cordial, are all things I excel at. I could do them all in my sleep!
Apparently I also have the power to listen to someone talking to me while I'm on the phone, and then I can remember exactly what was said by both parties. This is yet to be proven, I don't believe I have this power, this is just something others believe.
So of course the last power is the dogshit scrubber. This is not something I enjoy, but for some reason certain people seem to think I must as they leave their smelly shoes in the laundry and constantly ask if I've done it yet, they need their shoes. It wouldn't occur to them to attempt to do it themselves, cause they know they do not have my powers.
I wish I really did have Super Powers, and I'd bring down a bolt of lightning well aimed at the arse (aussie for ass) of the offender/s.
Now I have to go, I can hear the call for help from the dishes that need washing, and clothes that need ironing, so I'll don my cape put on my tights (over my underwear thank you), and up up and away........
So apparently I have some weird arse Super Powers. I don't know if they came to me after I was struck by lightning (I don't actually remember that happening), or if I'm from some far away planet, sent to earth by my loving parents (who were probably sick of the screaming baby that constantly demanded attention). But however it happened, I am empowered superly.
My Super Powers reveal themselves every day, they aren't something I can use to save the world, or maybe I can.....
My first power is the power to be the only one who sees the empty toilet roll, and the only one who has the ability to change it. This is despite numerous people using the bathroom before me. They have even pleaded with me to change it for them, as they are just incapable. "Mum, I can't find the toilet paper!" is a sound I have heard many times over the years, this is a plea that seems to totally ignore the 4 pack sitting down on the floor beside the toilet. Obviously it is not visible to the naked eye and has a force field surrounding it to protect it from the norms (a name I will use to call everyone else).
Then there is the power to process the empty containers in the fridge or pantry, and the ability to ignore the cries of "Why haven't you bought more ....(insert product here)? This jar has been empty for ages." So what's it doing in the fridge/pantry then? My ability to see into the future and past has obviously slipped.
I have the power to match socks and fold them, something lacking in a certain household who shall remain nameless hehehe.
I'm the only one in the world able to operate heavy machinery, such as the lawn mower, washing machine, and vacuum. Picking up clothes and putting them in the hamper is beyond all but me. Finding lost items of clothing (usually found in a drawer or wardrobe, right where I said they were) is my forte. Refilling the sugar bowl, turning off electrical appliances, and refilling the water bottles and mixing the cordial, are all things I excel at. I could do them all in my sleep!
Apparently I also have the power to listen to someone talking to me while I'm on the phone, and then I can remember exactly what was said by both parties. This is yet to be proven, I don't believe I have this power, this is just something others believe.
So of course the last power is the dogshit scrubber. This is not something I enjoy, but for some reason certain people seem to think I must as they leave their smelly shoes in the laundry and constantly ask if I've done it yet, they need their shoes. It wouldn't occur to them to attempt to do it themselves, cause they know they do not have my powers.
I wish I really did have Super Powers, and I'd bring down a bolt of lightning well aimed at the arse (aussie for ass) of the offender/s.
Now I have to go, I can hear the call for help from the dishes that need washing, and clothes that need ironing, so I'll don my cape put on my tights (over my underwear thank you), and up up and away........
Saturday, March 24, 2012
Ramble Ramble Ramble
It's Saturday evening, the sun is beginning it's downward spiral, the kids across the road are playing hand ball and arguing over who is winning, while their parents hide away in the house and pretend they can't hear them. We all know they can, cause if the whole damn street can hear them, even with Nazareth blaring from my speakers, then their parents can too.
Why do people do that? How hard is it, to get up and go and tell your kids to have some respect for each other and everyone else. Oh well, nothing I can do about it, and nothing I want to do about it, except turn the stereo up louder.
Who would of thought I'd be back here again, the next day, wow, must be a record for me, oh wait, of course it is, I've only just started this Blog. You forget shit when you get older, not that I'm going to admit that, I still have the mind of a 21 yr old. Albeit one who is stoned, but hey it works for me, so leave me my delusions thanks.
Most of my random thoughts occur when I'm just drifting off to sleep, of course then I am stuck awake while I ponder the world as we know it, and how it can be fixed. Why the hell I ponder such things I have no idea, I should be thinking about who I'm going to hook up with in my dreams, but not me, nope I'm pondering the world and all it's problems.
So last night I was thinking about my last electricity bill, which was a lot higher than the previous one. This is because the price of electricity has gone up, so given what I've been reading some people are paying, I'm doing alright. But it got me thinking about all the people who have been interviewed about the cost cutting measures to save on electricity. Turning off all the lights in rooms that aren't occupied, won't make a big difference to the bill, sorry but it's true. I do it, and my bill is always the same, so don't bother folks. So here's some tips. Go back to using the sink for your dishes, better yet make the kids do it, while you sit huddled under the dim wattage lamp trying to read. People say they only use it once a day, so only wash up once a day, easy. The washing machine, throw it out, leave your clothes on in your 5 minute shower (by the way who the hell can have a 5 minute shower and get their hair washed?) go stand outside in the sun, and voila, washed and dried, and ironed cause they have been drip dried.
Okay, that might be extreme, so try this, visit a laundromat. You take your gold coins in and use their machines, no wear and tear on yours, it's cheap, and your using their electricity. And you can then sell your unused appliances on eBay to pay for your next 6 bills.Take your washing with you when visiting relatives, tell them your machine is broken, your just going to use theirs for one load (make sure you don't tell them you sold yours) Be polite and take your own spray, powder and softener. Naturally, you'll sit down and talk to them for a while over a cup of their coffee, and before they know it you'll have done 5 loads. It would be good to arrive just as they are leaving to go out, and tell them you'll lock up. Make sure you find out how long they'll be so your not still there when they get back. While your there, watch their TV, bake a cake in their oven, have a shower (make it a long one), use their pc, and cook your dinner.
Your next bill will be dramatically less than the last!
It's a fact of life that prices rise, and our pay packets don't. Doesn't matter what country you live in this is a fact. Doesn't matter who is your political leaders, they won't do jack cause they are all on huge incomes and retire on huge pensions. Don't fool yourself into believing that the ones you vote for will be any different, cause they won't.
Slap! Sorry had to stop my self from getting on a political rant, don't want to go there, I have better thoughts to ramble about.
So I finished work today, oh yeh, finished with the cost of electricity, so I finished work, was sitting outside having a smoke and looking at the dirt on the car. Decided to wash car, finished, sat down for another smoke, looked at the garden and thought hmmmm, should dig that up, trim a bit. Soooooo hours later, finished that, sat down, got back up again and came inside. I knew if I sat there for a smoke I'd see something else to do and I have done enough for the day. Now it's getting too dark to see what else needs doing I can safely go outside again. I think after all that work, I should treat myself to a burger for dinner. Dale's not home so it's just one, yeh I'm going to go down and grab a burger, use someone else's electricity.
Catch ya
Why do people do that? How hard is it, to get up and go and tell your kids to have some respect for each other and everyone else. Oh well, nothing I can do about it, and nothing I want to do about it, except turn the stereo up louder.
Who would of thought I'd be back here again, the next day, wow, must be a record for me, oh wait, of course it is, I've only just started this Blog. You forget shit when you get older, not that I'm going to admit that, I still have the mind of a 21 yr old. Albeit one who is stoned, but hey it works for me, so leave me my delusions thanks.
Most of my random thoughts occur when I'm just drifting off to sleep, of course then I am stuck awake while I ponder the world as we know it, and how it can be fixed. Why the hell I ponder such things I have no idea, I should be thinking about who I'm going to hook up with in my dreams, but not me, nope I'm pondering the world and all it's problems.
So last night I was thinking about my last electricity bill, which was a lot higher than the previous one. This is because the price of electricity has gone up, so given what I've been reading some people are paying, I'm doing alright. But it got me thinking about all the people who have been interviewed about the cost cutting measures to save on electricity. Turning off all the lights in rooms that aren't occupied, won't make a big difference to the bill, sorry but it's true. I do it, and my bill is always the same, so don't bother folks. So here's some tips. Go back to using the sink for your dishes, better yet make the kids do it, while you sit huddled under the dim wattage lamp trying to read. People say they only use it once a day, so only wash up once a day, easy. The washing machine, throw it out, leave your clothes on in your 5 minute shower (by the way who the hell can have a 5 minute shower and get their hair washed?) go stand outside in the sun, and voila, washed and dried, and ironed cause they have been drip dried.
Okay, that might be extreme, so try this, visit a laundromat. You take your gold coins in and use their machines, no wear and tear on yours, it's cheap, and your using their electricity. And you can then sell your unused appliances on eBay to pay for your next 6 bills.Take your washing with you when visiting relatives, tell them your machine is broken, your just going to use theirs for one load (make sure you don't tell them you sold yours) Be polite and take your own spray, powder and softener. Naturally, you'll sit down and talk to them for a while over a cup of their coffee, and before they know it you'll have done 5 loads. It would be good to arrive just as they are leaving to go out, and tell them you'll lock up. Make sure you find out how long they'll be so your not still there when they get back. While your there, watch their TV, bake a cake in their oven, have a shower (make it a long one), use their pc, and cook your dinner.
Your next bill will be dramatically less than the last!
It's a fact of life that prices rise, and our pay packets don't. Doesn't matter what country you live in this is a fact. Doesn't matter who is your political leaders, they won't do jack cause they are all on huge incomes and retire on huge pensions. Don't fool yourself into believing that the ones you vote for will be any different, cause they won't.
Slap! Sorry had to stop my self from getting on a political rant, don't want to go there, I have better thoughts to ramble about.
So I finished work today, oh yeh, finished with the cost of electricity, so I finished work, was sitting outside having a smoke and looking at the dirt on the car. Decided to wash car, finished, sat down for another smoke, looked at the garden and thought hmmmm, should dig that up, trim a bit. Soooooo hours later, finished that, sat down, got back up again and came inside. I knew if I sat there for a smoke I'd see something else to do and I have done enough for the day. Now it's getting too dark to see what else needs doing I can safely go outside again. I think after all that work, I should treat myself to a burger for dinner. Dale's not home so it's just one, yeh I'm going to go down and grab a burger, use someone else's electricity.
Catch ya
Friday, March 23, 2012
Who Me?
Thought I'd give this blogging thing a try, who knows it could prove to be the best blog in the world, in the universe even, it might lead to my world domination without a weapon fired!
I freely admit to having smoked pot and other substances (unlike a politician I will freely admit to anything I have done in my youth, or adulthood), and yes I bloody well enjoyed it. Still would except that now it just puts me to sleep, and it's alot more expensive.
I admit to not being the best mother in the world, but you know what, my kids are happy, healthy and 2/3 of them are out of the house, and they all survived being mothered by me. Must of done something right, when I work out what it is I'll let you all know.
I admit to being a smoker, gasp shock. Yep I'm a smoker and I like it. I don't care if you walk past me as I kill myself slowly, waving your hands in front of your face to dispel the smoke as you walk closer to the highway with all the trucks, cars and buses belching out the poison exhausts that are more likely to kill you and do it quicker. I won't come into your house and smoke, I will remove myself from your immediate vicinity to smoke, but if you come up to me while I'm enjoying said smoke, don't expect me to put it out (you knew I had one before you walked over). I won't smoke were I'm not allowed to, so don't preach to me when I don't ask you for it.
I admit to driving too fast, and yes I know I shouldn't but I do so there you have it. I won't run you down if you step out in front of me, but I will give you the finger and swear at you. You may not hear me, but I am. Same goes if you pull out in front of me, stop suddenly for no reason in front of me, or go 10 k's below the speed limit in a 50 zone in front of me. Unless of course your the police, then I am all sweetness and light.
I admit to not being a romantic. Bring me flowers if you want, I'll take pleasure in them, but romantic dinner for two I'll pass. I don't want to go and see a romantic movie, they make me gag, take me to something with action in it and lots of it, then I'm happy. Take me on a motorbike ride, instead of a horse and carriage, I'm not a thrill seeker but would prefer the wind in my hair and the speed.
I'll admit to alot of other things as I go on but for now that will do. I'm pretty sure I am not going to get arrested for them, well unless I get caught doing the illegal ones LOL.
I freely admit to having smoked pot and other substances (unlike a politician I will freely admit to anything I have done in my youth, or adulthood), and yes I bloody well enjoyed it. Still would except that now it just puts me to sleep, and it's alot more expensive.
I admit to not being the best mother in the world, but you know what, my kids are happy, healthy and 2/3 of them are out of the house, and they all survived being mothered by me. Must of done something right, when I work out what it is I'll let you all know.
I admit to being a smoker, gasp shock. Yep I'm a smoker and I like it. I don't care if you walk past me as I kill myself slowly, waving your hands in front of your face to dispel the smoke as you walk closer to the highway with all the trucks, cars and buses belching out the poison exhausts that are more likely to kill you and do it quicker. I won't come into your house and smoke, I will remove myself from your immediate vicinity to smoke, but if you come up to me while I'm enjoying said smoke, don't expect me to put it out (you knew I had one before you walked over). I won't smoke were I'm not allowed to, so don't preach to me when I don't ask you for it.
I admit to driving too fast, and yes I know I shouldn't but I do so there you have it. I won't run you down if you step out in front of me, but I will give you the finger and swear at you. You may not hear me, but I am. Same goes if you pull out in front of me, stop suddenly for no reason in front of me, or go 10 k's below the speed limit in a 50 zone in front of me. Unless of course your the police, then I am all sweetness and light.
I admit to not being a romantic. Bring me flowers if you want, I'll take pleasure in them, but romantic dinner for two I'll pass. I don't want to go and see a romantic movie, they make me gag, take me to something with action in it and lots of it, then I'm happy. Take me on a motorbike ride, instead of a horse and carriage, I'm not a thrill seeker but would prefer the wind in my hair and the speed.
I'll admit to alot of other things as I go on but for now that will do. I'm pretty sure I am not going to get arrested for them, well unless I get caught doing the illegal ones LOL.
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