The Last Two Months Of Heart Breaks

I watched the door close behind the kids as they left. I found out later that they had been recording me to use it against me. He had told them to do that. I can never trust a visit with my kids, I told myself. Just like their father, they know how to push my … Continue reading The Last Two Months Of Heart Breaks

8 Months of Heart Breaks…

Let me state this simply - the Whip and I have parted ways. There... That's said... I can now go on to everything else that has happened since... When did I last blog? My eldest decided to move in with his father in February. I'm kinda glad he did, because it gave the other two … Continue reading 8 Months of Heart Breaks…

Gorfest

Rawr! Dancers! On Saturday the 24th, Jay Sparrowtree from the Whip dropped a comment in staff chat that to both myself and my uncle, Black Ort, took to mean that Black Ort's Master's Round Table was being moved to something called Gorfest for the day. We literally looked at each other and said "what's Gorfest? … Continue reading Gorfest

Over…

Spitfire has been announcing over the various places we inhabit online that we're over. I have to sit back and look at the last few months... Both of us have had our mental health upsets. For her, a tentative diagnosis of autism is leading her to a potential treatment. For me, after waiting for a … Continue reading Over…

incelluar

I both love and hate my job. I love meeting people. I love driving fast. I love being able to make people happy. What I don't like is three fold: other drivers who have given me very bad advice, one of the dispatchers (and I'm just another on a list of drivers with issues with … Continue reading incelluar