Today I am thankful that I am beginning to see a new life for myself.
I have a friend who is an insurance salesman. He sat down with me for an hour and solved quite a few problems for me.
That was helpful.
The brakes on my van went out on the way home.
Yesterday, the damn thing kept stalling.
I guess it is time to pray for a newer car.
The frigid temperatures are making it hard to breathe. My teeth still ache from my dental work.
I stopped at the local thrift shop looking for craft ideas for Christmas. There is a guy who works there who flirts with all the ladies. He flirted with me. He said he always imagined that I was a doctor or a teacher given the way I dressed.
I told him that I used to be a hypnotherapy instructor. His eyes widened. He quickly went back to work.
He set out one of those 1970s era French bread pans.
I love those things.
Mine broke in 2011 and my life hasn't been the same since.
That was lucky.
The problem, though, is that the dough won't rise due to the cold temperatures in the house. I made a batch of rolls instead. That's not as much fun as French bread but the kids loved them.
I was bitchy.
I bake when I am bitchy.
I was angry when my ex asked me to proof a letter to the City Council asking for a payment plan for a fine he was issued that is due tomorrow! He sat on it a month.
Now, according to city code, if he doesn't pay on time, he will be served to go to a hearing. It will undoubtedly be a kangaroo court where he will have to pay all sorts of attorney fees and court costs. He may even go to jail. I'm not sure if my divorce will be finalized if he goes to jail.
He's controlling everything. I can't get my life back until the divorce is final.
Since my ex has been raiding my portion of the settlement to live on (even though he works), I figure that there is no harm in stealing a little more to pay the assholes at the city.
I was so angry that I put a black magick curse on the check.
Why not?
It's fun!!!
Touch it at your peril.
I was angry with him.
I am angry that he is raiding money.
I am angry that he is creating a lot o drama.
I am angry that he has no intention on moving out until after our divorce is final.
Part of the settlement was that my car would be repaired so he could have the new car.
It wont be repaired until he gives me the portion of the settlement we agreed upon.
That's okay, I guess.
I will be cash poor until then.
I am hurt that he is stealing those funds but I really can't do anything about it.
I am trying to get work.
The stalking, though, it scares me enough to keep me from seeking public opportunities.
If I only knew what the stalking was about, maybe I could address it and everyone could move on.
I told my ex this and he blamed me for the stalking.
He said that the stalking is my fault because I do not confront my stalkers in public!
His family is stalking me. They are getting information about my whereabouts from him and he thinks it is my fault.
I'm angry.
I'm pissed.
I am talking to fellow activists who have been stalked by the police department. They're not so sure that my in-laws are the only ones stalking me. They think that having cop cars sit outside my home on a daily basis for three years points to them as being involved somehow.
They think that the police department put the GPS device on my vehicle.
I don't know. I did find one of them in my garage messing around. But then, the day after the GPS box was taken off of my car, my sister-in-law called offering us a phone on her family plan that had GPS on it.
I don't know.
I'm just a tad bit creeped out.
The City of A*rora can steal what is left of a single unemployed mother's retirement for their own filthy gain. I am now out $650 worth of money due to unfair fines.
Considering that $62K went missing from the retirement accounts since 2011, $650 seems like a pittance. The retirement accounts are at 1/20th of their original value.
That is not a lot to live on or to start my new life with. Nonetheless, the piggies at the city will get their money. I hope they choke on it.
The City Council will abuse the members of my household until they get their money. It doesn't matter who racked up the fine, I have to pay it so my kids never again see the cops banging on the door to harass us at 2:00 a.m. on a school night just to make a point to my ex.
They did that once. They laughed at me and claimed they were banging on the door because I called 911. The phone company confirmed that 911 was never dialed.
The assistant city attorney got upset that I turned her into the regulatory commission for breaking numerous laws, so she had the police harass me. When I realized what had happened and that she had the blessing of the city council, I cursed the council so that no tax hikes would pass until I got an apology and the original $500 they stole from me back.
They've never apologized.
They've not won a tax hike measure since.
Stupid men....never, ever ask a witch what she is going to do about unfair abuses.
I've yet to show them all that I can do.
Love,
S.
I have a friend who is an insurance salesman. He sat down with me for an hour and solved quite a few problems for me.
That was helpful.
The brakes on my van went out on the way home.
Yesterday, the damn thing kept stalling.
I guess it is time to pray for a newer car.
The frigid temperatures are making it hard to breathe. My teeth still ache from my dental work.
I stopped at the local thrift shop looking for craft ideas for Christmas. There is a guy who works there who flirts with all the ladies. He flirted with me. He said he always imagined that I was a doctor or a teacher given the way I dressed.
I told him that I used to be a hypnotherapy instructor. His eyes widened. He quickly went back to work.
He set out one of those 1970s era French bread pans.
I love those things.
Mine broke in 2011 and my life hasn't been the same since.
That was lucky.
The problem, though, is that the dough won't rise due to the cold temperatures in the house. I made a batch of rolls instead. That's not as much fun as French bread but the kids loved them.
I was bitchy.
I bake when I am bitchy.
I was angry when my ex asked me to proof a letter to the City Council asking for a payment plan for a fine he was issued that is due tomorrow! He sat on it a month.
Now, according to city code, if he doesn't pay on time, he will be served to go to a hearing. It will undoubtedly be a kangaroo court where he will have to pay all sorts of attorney fees and court costs. He may even go to jail. I'm not sure if my divorce will be finalized if he goes to jail.
He's controlling everything. I can't get my life back until the divorce is final.
Since my ex has been raiding my portion of the settlement to live on (even though he works), I figure that there is no harm in stealing a little more to pay the assholes at the city.
I was so angry that I put a black magick curse on the check.
Why not?
It's fun!!!
Touch it at your peril.
I was angry with him.
I am angry that he is raiding money.
I am angry that he is creating a lot o drama.
I am angry that he has no intention on moving out until after our divorce is final.
Part of the settlement was that my car would be repaired so he could have the new car.
It wont be repaired until he gives me the portion of the settlement we agreed upon.
That's okay, I guess.
I will be cash poor until then.
I am hurt that he is stealing those funds but I really can't do anything about it.
I am trying to get work.
The stalking, though, it scares me enough to keep me from seeking public opportunities.
If I only knew what the stalking was about, maybe I could address it and everyone could move on.
I told my ex this and he blamed me for the stalking.
He said that the stalking is my fault because I do not confront my stalkers in public!
His family is stalking me. They are getting information about my whereabouts from him and he thinks it is my fault.
I'm angry.
I'm pissed.
I am talking to fellow activists who have been stalked by the police department. They're not so sure that my in-laws are the only ones stalking me. They think that having cop cars sit outside my home on a daily basis for three years points to them as being involved somehow.
They think that the police department put the GPS device on my vehicle.
I don't know. I did find one of them in my garage messing around. But then, the day after the GPS box was taken off of my car, my sister-in-law called offering us a phone on her family plan that had GPS on it.
I don't know.
I'm just a tad bit creeped out.
The City of A*rora can steal what is left of a single unemployed mother's retirement for their own filthy gain. I am now out $650 worth of money due to unfair fines.
Considering that $62K went missing from the retirement accounts since 2011, $650 seems like a pittance. The retirement accounts are at 1/20th of their original value.
That is not a lot to live on or to start my new life with. Nonetheless, the piggies at the city will get their money. I hope they choke on it.
The City Council will abuse the members of my household until they get their money. It doesn't matter who racked up the fine, I have to pay it so my kids never again see the cops banging on the door to harass us at 2:00 a.m. on a school night just to make a point to my ex.
They did that once. They laughed at me and claimed they were banging on the door because I called 911. The phone company confirmed that 911 was never dialed.
The assistant city attorney got upset that I turned her into the regulatory commission for breaking numerous laws, so she had the police harass me. When I realized what had happened and that she had the blessing of the city council, I cursed the council so that no tax hikes would pass until I got an apology and the original $500 they stole from me back.
They've never apologized.
They've not won a tax hike measure since.
Stupid men....never, ever ask a witch what she is going to do about unfair abuses.
I've yet to show them all that I can do.
Love,
S.