Time for a little elbow grease…

It’s gonna be a busy week here at the center, but only because of my own choosing. They are offering a crapload of OT this weekend and so far I’ve booked a minimum of 19 of OT for this weekend, all at time and a half… which will equal to a few pennies. This is great cause I could really use the money to catch up on bills and buy a few things that I’ve been dying to get my hands on for the last while. Not to sure the wife will approve of some of them, but I need some things to keep me occupied and out of trouble while she and the kids are gone. I’m going to have a lot of free time and since i don’t want to spend all of it at the gym, I’m going to make some wise purchases that will take up some play time and keep me home and away from the bars and other sinful stuff.

One thing got on my nerves last night. I got a call last night from my Mom and Leah, and they left a message wondering where I was last night. Turns out since I didn’t answer the phone, I must have been dead or dying in the hospital or something. Never occurred to them that a friend from work invited me to his place for supper to hang out and chat it up with buds I haven’t had much time to hang out with. I called them up to let them know I was all right, but then let Leah know that I’m not going to sit at home and twiddle my thumbs just because she’s not here. Just because she is gone doesn’t mean I can’t hang out with friends and have fun. She would do the same thing if the kids and me where there, so for her to get pissy and upset because I was with friends is outrageious.

I have no intention of staying home everynight alone, waiting for the phone to ring. I’m not that kind of person. That’s one of many reasons why I got the gym pass, so that I could get out of the house and do something good with my time. I only went to a friends place, had supper, played some online games and watched TV for an hour or so with them. It’s not like I went downtown and started boozing it up or anything. The reason why I was invited out to a bud’s place for dinner is cause they thought I would want the company instead of being home alone. Was nice of them to think of me… and I really appreciate that. I don’t want to be home alone all the time, and I do realize that’s going to happen often over the next few months but I don’t want it to be that way the whole time while Leah and the kids are gone. That’s just unfair and not going to happen…

This frustrates me because Leah made a choice. No one pointed a gun at her head and said she had to go to Tennessee for two months. I’m not going to shed any crocodile tears if things are not going as perfect out there or if she’s upset that i’m not sitting by the phone every friggin’ time she calls up. I have a life here and I’m going to make the best of it. I do miss her and the kids big time and would love to have them back, but I’m going to make the best out of the had I’ve been dealt and I will not let anyone make me feel bad for doing that either. I’m going to make the best out of the situation I have, and everyone down there better do the same. And calling me up to complain about that ain’t going to make a lick of difference cause I have no power over what happens down there. None what so ever. I wish I did, but at the moment all my lottery tickets are coming up dry…

Until then, everyone needs to chill and relax. After all that’s what breaks are all about, right?

Peter

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*hugs* That’s no fun. I’m glad you got to spend time with some buddies though!

March 24, 2006

I haven’t a clue how Canadian taxing works, but I found that working more than about 15 hours of overtime a week actually started cutting into my earnings. As I increased my earnings, my tax rate changed, and by 20 hours of OT a week, I found I was earning less per hour than my regularly hourly wage. Sure, the checks were larger, but I was killing myself for diminishing returns.

Sheesh, just make it clear to her, and hopefully she will understand.