The Tooth Fairy Came for a Visit

While sleeping last night I must of had a teeth grinding moment. I woke up with one of my fillings rolling around in my mouth. At least I did not swallow it and choke to start my morning which was a plus.

Enough about my tooth. Now off to work in town today actually at a decent job with a painter who I respect. He works just as hard as me. For eight hours today I cut in with a brush around door frames and ceiling grid while my partner rolled the walls behind me. We put about twelve gallons of paint on the walls.

Next I had to make dental appointments for me and my son. Since my memory is not the best I called my message machine at home for a reminder.

Arriving home is always the best part of my day as I get to see my family. When I get home my greyhound Rocket is right at the door ready for his walk. Animals soothe me and make me happy. I feel like I can communicate with them really well. Oh I almost forgot it is also nice to see my wife MI (most of the time). I mean look at her. Wouldn't you be slightly cautious walking in the door to that??

Off to take the little one to karate class and who knows what is next. Maybe I will win the lottery or get a flat tire. I need new tires anyway.

Good Rocket, good boy! Now go fetch Daddy some firewood for the fire tonight.

He is a really macho dog, he can carry up to five logs at a time! I bet your dog cannot do that!

Lost In Transition

Here I sit at my computer that I have not used in about four months to post any blogs. I have been very busy working all the overtime I can for a better life but instead it has only given me grief. Thus I am slipping deeper in to debt. The word or should I say words that best describe the way I feel are helpless, frustrated, angry, confused and most of all pissed. At thirty-two years of age after two neck surgeries and now being medicated out the ass just to fucking paint my way in to more debt, I just finding out that my health insurance has been raised to $280.00 robbed from my check each week. Bastards.

So now I ask myself what do I do? The only logical answer is to get a second job until I can learn to reinvent myself and hopefully pursue a career with affordable benefits. This is going to be very difficult since there are very few jobs at all out there. I have already started asking around to places if they are hiring in my travels which so far include Happy Harry's, Acme and Astra Zeneca. Guess what? Yeah, that's right no one is hiring.

For twenty years I have mostly been a painter working with my hands which is why I am going to have a hard time learning anything else including typing and working with computers. That whole teaching an old dog new trick senerio. For some reason I have been thinking about trying to get involved in some sort of forensic work but I don't know if I will be able to handle schooling, my job and my family. Just to inform everyone, one of my stepsons is severely autistic and most people I am sure would not be able to even handle him. All that I can do is try my best and keep plugging forward and try to drag myself out of this muddy world.

My next step is to try to teach myself the right way to type which is going to be hard the way my fingers are from being in construction for so long. So I guess I will try to put aside all distractions; like credit card companies calling me four times a day to try and collect their money. Bastards. They obviously think I am joking or something since they keep calling. They know I have a excellent record for paying on time, but those heartless bastards dont' care. I would imagine most of you are in the same boat, unless you are some of the fortunate few. I don't even answer the fucking phone anymore.

Well I have said enough for now and will leave you with this picture of how I feel.

If anyone has any ideas, suggestions, or other tib bits of unful information....I am all ears.

Rant over.