Weather where you are thread
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First lawnmower sighting of the season!
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Saw this little guy resting on a wall yesterday. It’s a warm spell, in the 40s yesterday and 50s to 60s today. -
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We're going to have two more successive cold fronts with winter temperatures one more time.
Good.
Anything except freezing to death is better than sweltering.
Edited to add, the 10 day forecast is showing 7 cold days, all of next week. Of course, it doesn't show the following Tuesday. I'll have to find that out tomorrow. 🤪
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Recommendation:
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32 degree wind chill today. Quite a dip from 65-70 a couple of days ago. Yes, I did go biking then.
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Big rain this evening. We expect worsening conditions overnight. But Philly and western NJ are in worse shape, some tornado chance.
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57 F now and 55 F high tomorrow after reaching 45 F low 1/2 hour after sunrise. Nice wind at a steady 15 mph.
RM told me he didn't want to fight with me and promised me he wouldn't have overnight guests.
Yesterday he met his friend and bought meth, came home a few hours later, and at sunset I heard him on his phone saying, "The back door is open." I had less than 60 seconds notice (and it wasn't notice) before his friend walked in the house. They haven't stopped talking and making noise for the last 30 hours going on 42.
His friend is 26, a drug addict of course, and owns nothing.
I was calm until I finally lost my temper tonight, yelled at him for about five minutes, told him off up one side and down the other. They left right after that to charge their phone chargers. They were both kind of rattled.
Moreover, I had put a big glass canning jar on the front step to prop the door open for some fresh air. The wind hit the door and the glass jar exploded. I locked the back door as they were leaving and locked the porch door too. The only keyed lock that works from the outside is the front door. They'll have to walk through glass to get in the house or push it the glass aside. They will track glass in the house but I don't care. I will leave that glass there until hell freezes over.
RM and his sister moved a bunch of his mother's furniture in here and I spent hours sweeping and mopping the floor to get rid of shards of glass.
RM thew a glass meth bong from the living room down the hallway so it would explode on the floor at my feet in the hall in front of my bedroom where I was standing a couple weeks ago.
I cleaned that up too. I called the police. They said it wasn't a crime to throw glass in your own house. They said if a piece of glass had hit me it would have been a crime.
They never do anything. They did a welfare check on him and determined he was fine. He was high as a kite and violent. They should have Baker Acted him. That's not why I called them. I called them to warn him that he was not going to assault me without consequences. I told him if he puts a hand on me he's going to jail and then to Florida prison. I told him in no uncertain terms I will not withdrawal charges again if he harms my person. I meant it.
He sucker punched me many years ago on the right side of my head and spent a night in jail. I dropped the charges. I would be more than happy to see him put in prison if he does anything like that again.
I don't know why I believed his promise. It was probably because I wanted to believe it. I'll never believe another word that comes out of his mouth.
He'll be homeless at this rate because not only does he refuse to contribute financially to the household, he refuses to save a dime. He's had over a year to prepare for the fact I'm leaving. He's done nothing.
Even his own mother said he's going to be living in a homeless shelter until I had to tell her that every shelter in the County is full and had a waiting list. Some people on the waiting list sleep on the ground on the homeless shelters' properties and then only when they are allowed.
If and when he shows up homeless on my doorstep after I move (assuming he finds out where I live) I will not let him in under any circumstances. I will call the police and get a restraining order.
His sister and her husband have moved in with his mother. He is already locked out of the house after having the keys to the previous locks for seven years.
His mother has already transferred the deed to his sister (it's a deeded mobile home park). His mother, his sister, and her husband don't want him there.
Even if they wanted to let him stay there they couldn't because the property is deed restricted.
He is so viscous that he spent a year telling anybody who would listen that he had a place he could go to and I did not have one. I kid you not.
The tables have turned completely in what must be a cruel twist of fate for him.
I don't want him to be homeless but on the other hand I don't care. I have no control over or responsibility for the choices he has made and no control over whatever consequences come his way.
I will never allow him in my car and he will never enter my home.
He's had countless chances to stop treating me as a piece of garbage, to take care of his own home, and to make a reasonable plan for his future.
My forbearance of his behavior has reached its end.
Please forgive me this tangent.
He's put me through two days of hell. The stress of this living situation is something I can not put adequately put in words.
I hope none of you have had this kind of experience even though I know some of you have had similar experiences if I'm being honest. I did nothing to deserve this. Those few of you who have had similar experiences have extricated yourselves from them. I have the internal fortitude and the resourses to extricate myself from this situation and sooner rather than later.
The park manager is fully aware of what is happening here and is working with me, because she knows everything I've done to hold down this place by myself and because she knows I have resources. She's the one who notorized my documents. If not, we'd have an eviction notice on our front door on Wednesday morning the next day she has office hours.
It's a terrible feeling to be taken advantage of this way and I resent it thoroughly. Thanks to my father and to the Universe for providing me with a life raft or I can't imagine how I could transcend this complicated situation of 30 consecutive years of sublime highs and abysmal lows.
Nice weather we're having. Lol.
I'm sure the next week of cold weather will be calming for me.
Seriously, thank you for letting me vent. It helps me to express myself. I've always been like that.
I've hijacked my own thread?
No!
Carry on.
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