When reality is no good

The whole world is purple tonight.  I took notice to the strange sky when it was yellow about 30 minutes ago.  I sat quietly as Thumperfoot (half of the lovebat couple) lied and placed blame on Homeing pigeon.  He did this knowing I could hear him and knew the truth.  Or maybe he didn't realize.  Could it be?  I go through this all the time.  Is he really that gone, as in brain rotted? He decided to take my movie and watch it with his children running slamming and screaming about. He created darkness in a room full of active kids and blasted the TV.  So Now we are all blind and deaf.  He decided he couldn't hear so he turned it off.  Just like that.  Really?  My movie, my TV, my house.   Continuing to yell and gripe like a bitch, he finds time to groan, sigh and mutter strange sounds.  Then he yawns, burps, coughs and says excuuuuuuuse me, really loud.  He knocks the throw off my love seat (that he already broke and wore out) and places his filthy stinkin' flesh upon the bare upholstery.  I suppose in an attempt to drive me completely out of my freaking gourd and smash him.  I think that is his plan.  

Is tomorrow the end of the world?  If so, I should really kick his stupid ass out so I can spend my last day in peace.  

Now he is growling I think to be entertaining.  I think I've given enough to the undeserving.  

Baby Alyssa who is being held by Homing Pigeon 2 rooms away (an excuse not to pick up the 37 dirty plates,dishes.bowls and cups her family left to rot in various places of my wrecked house) is peeking at me with her little grin.  She knows.  She understands.  She just turned one on the 17th and she gets it.  Grandma's  baby agrees with Na Na.  She calls me "Nan" lol I was "Dwan' Ma" to the other 2.  Maybe to her too in a year or so but for now, I love my name.     

I may have to go back to the ugly world of full time work soon.  Monday even.  Perhaps I can hire a house sitter while I'm gone to insure that the place is still standing.  Can't control anything while I'm here anyways.  I could, I know what to do, but it wouldn't be nice.  I'm too tired to not be nice right now.  I'm the last one they got.  No one wants them around.  Maybe I'm tougher than I thought.  

Maybe it will be over tomorrow ;-) 

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The Cat and I

We just don't know what it is these people around us think or if.  Why they would relax on our couch and watch our TV while we go without.  We don't know when we will have to stop them but it will be soon.  

They refuse to work or even hustle.  A man, yet he lays upon MY coach.  I don't understand.  The cat doesn't understand for he hunts and provides joy.  The cat and I are tired.  We have worked this whole time.  The others are sabotaging our efforts.  

The users even have a guest consumer with them.  Tomorrow is Mother's Day.  The cat and I may have to leave for ever.  

The cat and I care.

We are the only ones.  

to be continued............

Maybe 

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I've had a toothache where there is no longer a tooth but some sort of mass of root and jawbone for the past week.  It's been on and off for some time, but really ON this week.  I rinse and do all sorts of things that don't even get near the area as it's not an everyday toothache.  Ibuprofen is my friend but not a very powerful one.  I just realized there is such a thing as alcohol.  Cheers. I had some hidden away somewheres for about 6 months now--there is a shot left although there was half a bottle when I put it there.  Someone must have told me "cheers" and I was in my own little world or in pain with my toothache and didn't hear them.  I surely would have told them to put it back.

A couple months ago this very area was struck with pain and all of a sudden starting going numb and tingly at the same time.  My chin and the side of my face and nose were affected.  Weird to be numb and in pain at the same time. the strange feeling remained in my chin but the pain came and went.  Well the pain is back.  I drank some of the alcohol in my java and swear it had a direct route to the pain.  It's throbbing now but not with intense pain.  So now can I focus on other stuff for a change?  Or will I be half lit and unable to for a different reason now? It hurts to comb my hair and my face is swollen as hell.  The house guests have went elsewhere for the night.  My only words to Homing Pigeon all this week included "stop spinning" at least every other response. 

Fun Facts:

I know a guy who once slept on my couch and others, who was concerned about his credit.  He mooched all of his 30 something year old life and wanted to keep his credit good while destroying others'.  Yeah. 

I know of a guy who went 45 years without a drivers license and although he has had several tickets and violations, even accidents, has no points on his newly obtained license.  Yeah. 

I appreciate folks with bad credit and points on their license.  Yeah 

Worth Sharing

Well, like the title goes Heres to All of us.  And here's to this man.  It's hard to put his books down.  Roger Kiser Sr is a great author and survivor.  He helps with child abuse to this day.  A lot of people were abused but not all make that decision to end abuse for others as well as themselves.  He is a special dude :-) 

You can find out more about him and his work on Gather.

The story that I linked to is sweet as can be.  There are several others that make me wonder if I myself am abusive as I get so spittin' mad at the evil people who abused the young boy (kiser) that I want to go back in time and kick them.  

They are all written well.  I highly recommend reading them.  

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