I AM WOMAN! Hear me ROAR! February 2012

I  AM WOMAN! Hear me ROAR!  February 2012
WARNING !! Not for those with a short attention span. ; 0 )

Sunday, November 27, 2011

D D My effffin son Randy is giving me Stress up the YingYing

I shit you nor!
He ordered the worker off the job and hid some of the equiptmemt as collarateral that they would not take off with some of the materials I have paid for. 
He has  me in the middle of a WAR , I shit you not!
While it may be true that the contractor efffrd up on some of the work ) it's true ) I am at the point that I don't GIVE A GOOD SHIT!
The contractor showed up at my door this morning and asked me what I wanted to do. I told him I wanted HIM to finish the work. I want it DONE!
Then I placed a call to Randy who went ballistic when I told him of my decision and to please stay home.
That fell on deaf ears and he FLEW here to give those men alot of bullshit. They are not using my tools. ladders, staple gun, etc, AGAIN.
I had the two men take off to get some coffee while I tried to get through to randy that I am at the point that I don't give a shit what kind of work they do.  About now I want to burn the efffin house down than to put up with this day after day. I shit you not!Randy just kept blowing gasket after gasket. Time was going by. I called the men and told them to come back and continue. Randy is telling me that the roof leaks around the skylight and to make him fix that first,  I heard him call "G" a piece of shit and stepped out to tell him enough with the name calling.  Over and over since he came, I told him "THIS IS MY HOUSE !"  I also re-iterated to him that if he keeps it up, He just might find himself back in jail. He is on a one year probation ( stupid ass called a cop a rookie and gave him some disrespect. Told him that there have been times I wanted to tell the LAW off , but knew it would only come down on my head.   YOU CAN"T DO AND SAY what you want to authority.Right now...I can tell you that he is planning his revenge on them. DAMNED FOOL!
He started on them a few times and I've had to step out and tell him to knock it off. Of course...he's blaming THEM for him and I having WORDS.  Everyones fault, BUT HIS! 
As sure as SHIT, this is not the end of it. Jill and I were both shaking at times. Right now I'm waiting for the sky to fall..................................I shit you not!
I've come to the conclusion that I am dealing with a LUNATIC!

My yesterday was nice.............:0) 
Still didn't find the crafter with that ruby red wall sconse, but there was more eye catching things at this Fair than the last. :0)
I was starving and came across this booth that looked like it had muffins, etc.  wellllllll let me tell you THE ENGLISH KNOW HOW TO LIVE :0)  Bought a raspeberry and white chocolate scone. Never have I had a scone and I went to bite into it and heard,"take it home a nuke it a little."  HUH??? I wanted to eat it THEN AND NOW!  I listened................and let me tell you, IT WAS TO DIE FORwith my morning coffee!   Further on I spotted pretzel sticks dipped in different chocolate and woofed them down. 
Found a few more beautiful iris sun catchers. :0)   Two and a half hours later it was closing, 5P.m. and I was walking BENT OVER by then. OUCHY!    Off to WalMart ...at least I had a cart to lean on there. ;0)
Red valances ( the W.B. hung them up this morning ) and I love them.  Had while, mint green dec's and rose colored roses up on the rod and pastels are not my thing anymore. I want BRIGHT!  Red rug to go in front of the sink, but that will wait til I wash the floor.  Many more things in my cart later we left for Good Tymes to eat around seven. Why the Hell i ordered American Chop Suey, I do not know. Jill had made spaghetti for those that were home and that's what that meal tasted like.  I use canned tomato soup when i make mine. All the difference in the world. They use a marinara sauce.  Yep, tasted like spaghetti. Ate a small House Salad.  Then...on to home.    This truly was a great day.........and I want more, MORE,MORE of those days.

Workers left at 2 p.m. Don't know what time my Randy left. Jill, hubby and I...fell asleep from mental exhaustion most likely.  Woke close to complete darkness..................another day "Shot To Hell. "
I called Randfast one" y and he said if i didn't want him there, FINE. Then he proceeded to tell me what was done wrong FROM DAY ONE. Plans that Randy made were for sloped roof which would have called for 20 ft. boards( special order ) whatever. "G" played a Fast One. Used short boards , which meant the roof still wasn't completely sloped and would have a FLAT AREA. When the Inspector came he looked directley at Randy ( who had claimed to them that HE WAS THE BUILDER when we submitted this work to them.
Randy told me that IF WE HAD NOT KNOWN THE W.B. ( that knows those inspectors VERY WELL) the job would have been closed down right then and there. I asked him why he didn't make waves right then and there and LET ME KNOW so that I could nip this in the bud. 
Sooooooooooooo as it stands this evening, I need to determine if I want John and "G" to finish the work ORRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR John and Randy.
DECISIONS..............DECISIONS!

My heart breaks for Logan. He just came in with a crystal baby carriage ornament that he was going to give to his brother Ryan for his Christmas tree and in showing it to us...........DROPPED IT!
It smashed to smithereens and he is heart broken. :0( Tears fell.

We both have spent hours looking online for one like it. We found one that is close ,IF NOT the same thing and it looks like the site has CLOSED DOWN, sighhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Sent off an email and HOPE I hear back. It;s now 9 p.m.
Tracie is here. We both comforted ourselves eating hot blueberry pie with ice cream. 

John called me to confirm that I said it was okay for him and Randy to finish the job together.
G won't have anything to do with it anymore. 
Like just get the fuckin job DONE. Mid September to present is just NOT ACCEPTABLE. I shit you not!

Hubby is flicking through channels and THAT is driving me up a wall. Just as I get interested....FLICK. POOF! 
Right about now, I'd like to bean him on the head with THAT REMOTE.
It's time for me to call it a day. If Tracie would only leave, that is.
No knitting, no nothing done,,,,except for refereeing.
Tomorrow HAS TO BE a better day.....ya think?

That's All Folks!

6 comments:

  1. Oh poor Logan! What a shame! Hope you can find something similar. Poor little man.
    Love Trishxx

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  2. Know one can drive you as crazy as your kids can! I know I have five!
    http://bridgetsdaughter5.blogspot.com

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  3. Sorry to hear that you still have to put up with that nonsense. It's bad enough to have contractors who don't do their job, but also to have a son who thinks he is the boss. I don't know how you do it.
    Mary

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  4. I don't know how I survived the first six months except I didn't really have a choice,my baby girl needed me. We got family counseling and that helped some,the guilt is what about ate me up,you know what if I hadn't been working etc. Gloria never blamed me It was all me. Guilt is ugly and in the end doesn't really help. And yes he is on the sex offender registry but legally I'm not allowed to say who he is since he's a minor.
    Thanks for your support,I hope we get to know each other better. bridgetsdaughter5

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