It's been a while...

My last post was in June of last year... and I really don't have a whole lot to say, but now that I've said that, watch this be the longest post I've ever written.
So, so many things have happened.
Norman and I celebrated 2 years of marriage in June...
and we went to Oregon at the end of the summer.
And I turned 25 in October, we had a big party in November for my birthday.
We celebrated Christmas at home (not in Glamis, unfortunately).
We ordered new couches at the beginning of this month. We found a place in West Sac that happened to have a booth at Denio's, so we ordered from there. Two loveseats and a couch for a great price. The day after we ordered, they called to say they didn't have the fabric color we wanted, which was the only option for us out of the colors they DID have. The color we wanted was called "garden" and it was a beautiful sage green. The colors they have were called "oak" which was a light tan (way too light for our house), "fudge" which was a chocolate brown with red in it (wouldn't work with our red carpet, as I don't want the red to be a focus), and "wine" which you can imagine is a beautiful burgandy. So "garden" it was... except not. They called us and said they had no idea when the fabric would be in. So our options were to wait or pick a new color. And I wouldn't have minded waiting, but how long? No one could tell us... 2 weeks? 6 months? Your guess is as good as mine. So we headed to Ashley Furniture here in town and found some in a chocolate brown that we liked better for the tiniest amount of money more. They'll be here in a week and a half. Now to get our money back for the others (oh yeah, did I mention we paid in full for the ones we won't be getting?). Anyway, we headed down to Denio's on Saturday after calling them and telling them we wanted our money back. Problem is, they called us on Saturday to say that they'd forgotten our money in West Sac. So to West Sac instead of Roseville. No biggie... it's only an hour and a half away. *rolls eyes*
Oh yeah, and the thing that's really been affecting my life lately is the news that my boss was sleeping with a co-worker. Not even just sleeping with her, but dating her. No big deal... except the wife and 4 kids he has at home. Opps! Bad judgement call? I'd say. And when you ask me "why her?" you bet your ass I'm going to defend her, I mean, she's my friend. I'm not saying his wife is hideous (she's not, she's beautiful), and I'm not saying my friend was a trade down either. But when you ask me "why her?" I'm going to tell you why... She's amazing. She's cute, sweet, caring, spunky, and she's a helluva lot of fun. I get it. I don't really get her attraction towards him (I dislike him with everything I have), but everyone has a match, and if I had found out they were together (if he weren't married with kids), I would have accepted him because she's my friend. This affair was going on since April of 2011. That shocked me too. 9 months. I don't and never expected to be the person that either of them came to to get it off their chest, but I feel betrayed, and despite the fact that she's my friend, I feel more betrayed by him, not her. I mean, I never asked her about them. If there was anything going on. I suspected it, but I figured neither of them would step over that line. But I asked him about his trips he went on. His hiking trips. And he told me all about them. Not just simply "I had a great time, thanks" but all about a certain rock he climbed or how the weather was, and the types of conditions he camped in. Come to find out, he wasn't hiking. He was in Disneyland with my friend. He bought my friend an $800 necklace for her birthday. I came home after finding that out and told Norman if I ever didn't notice that much money missing, I would want him to call it off if he didn't have something shiny for me to show for it. Then, after finding out about the $800 necklace, I found out he bought her car. $1300. And her iphone. $200. And he paid for groceries and gas and Disneyland, not once, but twice. How the fuck do you not notice this kind of money missing? And they don't even have the excuse of separate accounts. Nope. It was all joint. I'm completely blown away. And now my whole work world is blown up. The last five years I have been working for a man who skeeved me out, only to find out he was a genuine jackass. It wasn't just me and my feelings. He proved me right. And that disgusts me more than letting me just think it. I feel awful for his wife... his kids... my friend. But I'm looking at him and laughing, because all I can think is "How dumb are you?". And then... here's the best part: There were 3 more. None at the same time. But there have been a total of 4 women (I worked with ALL of them) who he's been with. But my friend was the only "relationship" one. Consider my mind blown.

Pity Party of 1!

Stop pitying yourself! What just happened to you has happened to millions of people, women, men, couples. I'm sick of hearing about how you just can't get over it! Stop posting on Facebook looking for sympathy. I have none for you.

I'm starting to resent my own house...

On Thursday, Norman and I chose a new renter and allowed her to move her belongings into our house. Since then, my blood pressure has been thru the roof and I can't stand being at home without Norman. Part of the rooms we're renting out is a combination of a kitchen/living room, along with a bedroom and the only reason she needs to enter into our house is to go across the hallway to the restroom. But instead, she stands in the hallway, yells "hello?" and then barges into our living room to look for someone. I understand you need something, but this is MY house. This is MY living space, not yours. You have your own, and just like I would never barge into your living area, you should not be barging into mine. I don't feel like I have any privacy left in my own house. I keep joking (maybe I'm not joking, I'm not really sure) about going to stay with my parents until she's gone, however long that may be. The other night she was in her room, and then we heard her outside and while she was out there, we heard a crash come from her room. After she came back in from outside, she went into her room and then came stomping into our living room, where Norman and I were sitting on the couch. "Did you hear a crash?" she said, glaring at Norman. Did she want us to yell at her outside that something had crashed? She seemed kind of mad that no one had mentioned anything, even though we hadn't seen her yet. Then, she wanted to know why her satelite box wouldn't stay on. I'll tell you why it won't stay on, BECAUSE YOU HAVEN'T FREAKING PAID RENT YET! You don't get internet or satelite tv until you pay your rent! Duh! I swear she's taking more of Norman's time then I'm taking nowadays. He comes home and goes into her room to work on crap she's broken or upset about. What about me? My house needs some love too. Today, the power went out. It was a scheduled outage, and they are repairing something, and we got a notice in the mail that it would be off from 9-11 this morning. At 905, sure as shit, the power went out. She freaked! She came out into the hallway and yelled "Did the power go out?" I sat in bed and chuckled to myself, trying not to blow my lid. Then, I hear her in her room yelling "I have so much to do today. I don't have time for this! What the hell happened to the power?" So I start to get ready for work, and she catches me out in the hallway.
Her: "What happened to the power?"
Me: "It went out."
Her: "I have too much to do today! I-"
Me: "What would you like for me to do about it?"
Her: "Where is the breaker box?"
Me: "It's not just our house, it's the whole park, and the breaker box isn't going to help you."
Her: "Well, I need power! I have too much to do today!"
Me: "Again, what would you like me to do about it?"
Her: *Big sigh and goes back into her room, slamming the door*
Me: *Rolls eyes and leaves for work*

I swear this woman will be the death of me.

Blocked on Facebook?

Lol at blocking me on Facebook. Good way to show you're a big girl and it's funny to me how people are starting to ask me what happened because they think it's weird that YOU blocked ME and not the other way around. Don't worry, I'm telling them all what really happened. How you tried to sleep with my husband and then called me a "life ruiner" when I asked if your boyfriend knew.

I don't really think of you much anymore. Just when I see you around town, and my stomach turns. I guess that's not true. I think about all the money we're saving by not taking you out with us, and how it's nice to have some privacy again without you sleeping on the couch. Oh! And how I don't have to keep you entertained anymore. It's nice to have a marriage with my husband without you in it!

I'm not really sure what about you makes people trust you. Everything that comes out of your mouth is lies, so you've got all of your friends fooled. Like the time you told everyone that the man you were leasing your car from came and stole it from your driveway. No, he didn't. You stopped paying on it and it was repossessed. That's not stealing. And I'm really sorry you had to have his kid in order to get a ring from him. I'm completely against getting married JUST because you have a kid. And the way you lied and told him you were on birth control only to turn up pregnant three months later. Wow. Good for you. I hope sometime soon your whole world comes crashing down around you and all of your lies. I'll be watching.

An old friend...

So many of you remember the post about my MOH that quit on me, and how upset and heartbroken I was... well, I'm not going to say that I'm completely over it, but about a week ago, I got a random friend request from her on Facebook. It completely blew my mind that she wanted to open that line of communication again. Two days later, I got a message in my inbox, and I read it and decided to text her to see what she had to say. We talked and cried and laughed and decided to meet for dinner tomorrow night. I'm nervous, to say the least. I'm a little bit afraid I'm going to see her and start crying. I'll update when I have some time (after dinner tomorrow).

My birthday

Happy birthday to me... almost a month ago! lol. I spent my birthday doing exactly what I wanted to do. We went to dinner the night before (because it was Saturday), and the sushi (Mikuni's) was AWESOME! Then, on Sunday (my actual birthday) my parents came up and cooked us breakfast. Then my in-laws came over (a total surprise to me) and dropped off my birthday present (a chest freezer for our laundry room). My parents gave me money (which we used to buy Rodney Carrington tickets in Reno). Norman bought me a new guinea pig cage (just like I thought) and I love it! It's so much easier to clean, and my house doesn't smell like pine shavings! The girls love it. They have so much more room. They run and do laps in there, it's funny to watch. Overall, it was a great birthday!

If you're broke...

If you're broke and you want to complain about it, feel free to do so. But... don't complain to me and then do ANY of these things:
1. Get pregnant. If you're broke, you should not be bringing anything living and breathing into your life that you have to fully support. Norman and I are not trying to get pregnant simply because we have no idea if Norman is going to have a job through the winter. You bet your ass I would be knocked up or trying if I was financially secure.

2. Buy a house. Norman and I bought a house four years ago. We're broke. We weren't broke when we bought the house. This is different. If you're in the same boat I am, I can relate, however buying a house on unemployment is ridiculous, and makes me want to stab you. We are not so broke that we are even close to losing our house, so please don't think that.

3. Buy a nice car. If you're broke, buy something that runs that isn't too expensive. Or better yet, don't trash the car you've got currently, and wait until you have money to get a good car. I would love to be driving a 2010 4x4 4 door Jeep Wrangler, but unfortunately, nothing is wrong with my camry and we don't have the money to drive to Auburn and buy a Jeep.

4. Go on an expensive vacation. I haven't been on an expensive vacation in months. In fact, I think our Honeymoon was the last time (June of 2009.) I don't care to hear how broke you are, then find out you're taking two weeks off to go to Disneyland. I want to go to Disneyland, but can't afford it.

5. Get a puppy/kitten. They cost money. Enough said.

6. Quit your job. If you voluntarily quit your job and then complain that you're broke, I might run you over with my old, beater car.

7. Pull money from the state simply because you don't want a job. Unemployment because you were laid off is one thing, and most of the people would rather be working than pulling from the state. But if you're not even trying to get a job, I don't believe you deserve that money...

I'm sure there are more things that annoy me, but I'm going to stop here for now... I might add more later.