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Title: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: GROWLER on January 29, 2009, 08:35:34 AM
My kip pattern is pretty damned crap. Last night however for some reason, I slept like a baby. cloud9:
That is until the bastard phone started ringing at 6:45, and then at regular intervals ubtil I finally got up and answered it at 7:30.
It was Mini Moosies best friend, who promptly got a severe bollocking off me for waking me up so early. evil:

The mini one was now awake and half way down the stairs listening to my rant. She spoke to her and APOLOGISED cough, yes apologised for MY behaviour! eeek:

She informs me that she mearly wanted to inform her that sh'e got a new niece apparently, at 06 bastard 45 in the morning! Well hip hip a fuckinray! cussing:
Beggars belief, and now I've got both tyhe mooses on my back hollering at me saying I'm the most bad tempered intolerant person in the world, AND that I'M an embarrasment to them. eeek:

I'm going the estate agents today. Anyone know of any one that specialises in huts in woods?
Thouroughly pissed off now, and the day has only just begun. What else could possibly go wrong? ::)
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Nick on January 29, 2009, 08:36:33 AM
Wimmin  noooo:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: GROWLER on January 29, 2009, 08:40:24 AM
Wimmin  noooo:

Correct. I'm extremelly seriously pissed off, and bladder temperature is currently rising rapidly the more I'm thinking about this.
My house, my phone, I'm the boss...ha happy001 and I'm talked to and treated like a turd. evil:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Snoopy on January 29, 2009, 08:51:56 AM
You need that JCB to dig a nice big hole in your Swamp#2. Insert family and cover with at least 10 feet of soil. Tell any enquirers that you are heartbroken because you came home from a hard day's graft to find them gone ~ you can only assume that Mrs G has taken the children and done a runner because it is well known that you are considered by them to be "impossible to live with".

This is Snoopy's variant on the Patio Theme. eveilgrin:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Bar Wench on January 29, 2009, 08:52:18 AM
Why didn't she use mini moose's mobile?
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Miss Demeanour on January 29, 2009, 08:53:09 AM
Funnily enough I got a text at 6.10 this morning. Unfortunately the phone was in the room and woke me up. Content of text absolute crap  evil:

 This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Must be the morning for such things  noooo:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: GROWLER on January 29, 2009, 08:57:40 AM
Why didn't she use mini moose's mobile?

How the hell do I know? Probably buried under 6' of dirty linen and associated shite on her bedroom floor. cussing:

Mrs Moose has resumed her tirade of hurling of abuse uopn her return from the school run asking WHY I didn't say goodbye to the mini one, and that she...the mini snarler..is well emabbarased and disgusted with me.
HOW the hell is ALL of this MY fault?

Cup of steaming piss tea anyone? Banghead
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Snoopy on January 29, 2009, 09:09:46 AM
Seriously ~ Have you ever considered telling them to shut the fvck up or you will leave?

I honestly would not put up with such treatment. I struggled on with such abuse until I considered the children old enough to accept my leaving their mother (10 and 12). To enable me to live with it I worked night shifts so that we seldom saw one another. Then I left. After the best part of a year she asked if we could "try again". I knew this would be a doomed enterprise but agreed with the conditions that (i) she moved to where I was now living (so that a complete break with the past was achieved) and (ii) that she stopped the constant abuse and accusation and learned to live with me as I was, because I was not about to change. It lasted less than a year before she was back to her old ways, mouthing off about everything I did. I returned to night shift working and managed one period of 14 months when we were actually in the same room at the same time for just two hours. The marriage limped on for a further 4 years until she decided to take her revenge and walked out leaving me with the two teenagers. That was fine until I found someone else when she promptly moved back in demanding "her house and her children" and I said "fvck this" moving out for good.
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Grumpmeister on January 29, 2009, 10:24:47 AM
Funnily enough I got a text at 6.10 this morning. Unfortunately the phone was in the room and woke me up. Content of text absolute crap  evil:

Sorry Miss D, I'm never at my best in the morning till I've had a jug of coffee.  whistle:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Just One More on January 30, 2009, 06:48:01 PM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Nick on January 30, 2009, 07:16:06 PM
 drumroll:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Barman on January 31, 2009, 07:44:07 AM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:
;D
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Snoopy on January 31, 2009, 08:17:39 AM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:
;D

Bastard scraggy thing     
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Miss Demeanour on January 31, 2009, 08:18:03 AM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:

 lol: lol: lol:

I am sure it was a London , bin rattling and tin can crushing version rather than a Cypriot goat stealer  lol:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Barman on January 31, 2009, 08:57:38 AM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:

 lol: lol: lol:

I am sure it was a London , bin rattling and tin can crushing version rather than a Cypriot goat stealer  lol:
I prefer 'rescuer' if you don't mind...  evil:
Title: Re: Phone leads me into dog house
Post by: Snoopy on January 31, 2009, 09:02:32 AM
This was after only just going back to sleep after a howling fox kept me awake from 4.45 in the morning. Bastard scraggy thing  evil: evil: evil:

Was it a silver one?  whistle:

 lol: lol: lol:

I am sure it was a London , bin rattling and tin can crushing version rather than a Cypriot goat stealer  lol:
I prefer 'rescuer' if you don't mind...  evil:

OK OK Keep your ha......... redface:

I am sure it was a rescuer, bin rattling and tin can crushing version rather than a Cypriot goat stealer