What's Happening?

30gl trash can, drain pipe from the roof, good enough for toilets.

 

Tell them

If it's yellow let it mellow.

If it's brown flush it down (with gallon jugs of water that they get out of some other neighbor's hose).

 

That's a tough one, I admit my mood that day would probably determine my next move. If that were happening next door to me I'd more than likely call the sheriff's office and tell them what's going on. Kids having to beg for water is pathetic. Can the bf go over and 'suggest' having the water turned back on?

 

He's worried how the dad would react to that level of interference

I thought about calling the water company and asking if I can pay their bill, but if the water was in the mom's name and she stopped service I dont know if I would be able to do that

I think I'm going to give them some bottled water and then see if the kids reach out to us again. I dont want to get cps involved if its a temporary situation, maybe the dad is working on it ..hopefully

 

Thanks ladies, your words help more than you may realize.
It will get better.
As I said somewhere here recently, I have known for over a decade that this year would be one of major change (damn I hate precognition bullshit, why can't I just be left in the dark?!) and thus far it has been,
BUT
thus far the changes, however fucked at the moment, have/are for the best, even if my marriage crumbles, it will ultimately be for the better.

guess I needed to be shaken out of my complacency with a 2x4 to the cranium.

 

i'm sure this is a typo, but i still might start saying "exhaust-wad"

 

ya know, one thing that is VERY apparent, he doesn't came and sit at my feet and just hang out with me when I'm drinking...

PULL YOUR HEAD OUT NOX!!!

 

Well are you sharing with him? For every 6 woodstocks cans I drink, Atreyú gets to lick up one spill.

 

Well I'm taking care of people at the end of their life. I see them more than their own family.

Maybe that is their blessing.

 

you guys think I'm a fucking brutal asshole around here, so do folks at work, but I'm the most brutally honest with myself.

 

My son's dog wouldn't have shit to do with him when he was drinking.

 

I think they're blessed to have you.

 

do what your inner heart tells you to do and don't be afraid to help out, it will benefit you in the long run.

 

wife ain't her, so I cooked two steaks for dinner, one for me and one for Buddy...he fucking deserves it.

he is enjoying it now as I type.

 

Awesome!

 

sorry to hear about your uncle, but don't let other people's bullshit make your choice for you.
Will you feel better inside as a soul if you go or "less than" if you don't?
you are ultimately the only one who can decide and you are ultimately the only one who grows or diminishes.

 

Actually, I wasn't that close to my uncle, nor his daughter. I liked seeing him because his looks reminded me of my daddy who's been gone since 2000.

I was needed at home with the living. My oldest granddaughter needed a ride to her high school softball practice before their first big scrimmage game so that's what I did instead of going to that funeral.

 

We've had builders in turning the garage into an extra room. It's finished and looks great. Also laminate flooring to replace the worn carpet in the lounge.

I'm doing fine. Haven't felt this strong for some time. Also a new sense of clarity and purpose.

It's dawn and it looks nice out. "Don't fear the reaper" has just come on my Spotify mix.

 

I get it.
I have never been too big on making a big hoopla over dying, it ain't like any of us are going to avoid it.
modern day humans are too far removed from death....
death brings life.

 

That's awesome! A new room to be alive in!