@Ziggy Well.....I have to watch myself, not to get grumpy....
So he wasn't ever into tattoos himself, then...... :)
He lives with a very bitter woman, so I'm sure that don't help either.
I broke a windshield wiper on the car. I had just baught the set only a few months ago.
They chrged me $45. 25 for the driver side and 20 for the passenger side.
So we were talking about when I would replace the broken one. I said when I can afford it. lol
Last week while I was visiting, the subject came up if I had fixed my wiper yet?
I said, I rigged it so it works until I get a new one.
His girl chirps in with,
Well I talked to my son and he said windshield wipers don't cost 25 dollars.
(mind you, my dad just handed me $40.00 for gas, which she claimed was for the windshield wiper)
always worrying about other people's money...
We were talking about the cost of propane and electricity. My dad covers the fuel and electricity here in the mobile home.
I offered to put it in my name and get fuel assistance so it wouldn't be so hard on him financially, but he declined.
Anywho...
We were talking, and I don't remember what was said, but she snapped at me about how she pays for the electric in her house, and I didn't need to worry about the cost of her electricity.
I almost shot back.. well my father's utility bills shouldn't really concern you then, right?
I just looked at dad, gave him a wink, thanked him for the pizza they had ordered for us to have lunch, and said I need to be on my way.
I'm going to go see about a windshield wiper.. lol
I think she nags him about me, and how much I am costing him by staying here.
Her trinkets are taking up 3 full buildings on the property.. let's talk about storage costs..
Any how, I'm just rambling..
She don't like me, she let's him know it, and I get hit with his frustrations.
It's ok, I'm a big girl. I can take it.
If I had teeth, my tongue would have been bit off long ago.. lol
But I see where it's coming from, so I can just shrug it off. She isn't my mother. I don't even know the woman.
And I don't need to be taking orders from her.
But I am respectful and will avoid hasty rebuttles, to the best of my ability.
The Lord put me here for a reason. He could of put me anywhere. But he chose here.
So until the Lord makes new travel plans for me, here I stay.
And when Dad needs care with his gout, or needs to use his walker and get some exercise, or just needs to runaway for awhile..
I'm here.
If something should happen and he needs a place to go, he always has his home to come back to.
He won't need to go into a nursing home to be cared for.
But she keeps telling him he should sell the property...
They're not married...
I wonder what she thinks is in it for her if something happens to him.
Truthfully, she wants it all, and is terrified that I'm in the picture.
I'm his last living child.
And no doubt she wishes I stayed far far away.
But it seems the Lord had other plans.
I'm not here for the property, I'm not here for anything.
Except a place where I can have my cats and be left in peace.
But some people only know how to project.
I'm not like her, and never will be.
Grumpy is ok if it's rightly directed.
But don't let it fester, it can be contagious.
Hugs