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Toppingfrmbottom -> RE: Real life gets in the way again... (6/9/2009 3:35:13 AM)
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*Laughing and I can't help but for it to be a bit of a bitter laugh* Yes, we know all about real life getting in the way. REal life has been butting it's ugly heads into our life very much this past year. Want to do something fun? Forget it the car broke down, WAnt to plan a vacation? Forget it all your money for vacation just flew out the window fixing the car, the dog got sick cost you 800 to 900 dollars all in one week. Get into a slight fender bender sliding into someone in the rain cause she slammed on her breaks, and now your car is ruined, cost more to repair then buy a used one, Buy the used one and with in two months of buying it, it breaks down to the tune of 1300. Which you don't have, which you have to add to the loan of 3,200 you took out from your dad, because you have no choice, you can't ditch an other wise good vehicale just cause 1300 dollars of fixing needs done. Besides you need your car and going out and getting another one aint an option. Last month we were supposed to go to a kinky event in SF but a hole in a hose that kept the car from running right stopped us. This week we''re supposed to go to Master's den and we may not have a car. I had a whole host of fun and kinky things lined up this week and this month and blowing all our money now and implied money on the car will likely ruin that.[:'(]quote:
ORIGINAL: Prinsexx Apologies up front... but you know real life? It gets in the way. There's a munch arranged here for Friday in the UK. We want to go. i have the shoes, the dress.... i have a phone call from um's school today. They won't say what is wrong. i get an intuition and phone sis. We arrive together at the school. i am ushered in. My um's father died suddenly this morning. My um hasn't been told yet. 12 years of anger and abusiveness turned in on itself... five trips to a Women';s Refuge and fleeing half way across Europe to get away from him, all i own fighting him in court after court to keep the kids safe. And he dies of a heart attack at 45. i've spoken to the new wife, explained to Master how i feel, nursed the kids, done the shopping et. al. ad infinitum. Bloody hell of a day. All i wanted to do was meet at the munch on Friday and real life or should i say surreal life got in the way. Anyone know what i'm talking about?
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