Stress?

     It's about 2:30 Monday morning.  I'll try to get back to sleep after this.  A very stress filled weekend.    

     Wound up taking $20 more out of my savings and $50 out of the house for food.  Didn't help to much.  Brother in law is stressed beyond belief.  Sister asked what happened between us.  I said a small matter.

     She wound up telling me he felt he wasn't contributing enough and that I was about to kick him out of the house.  Oh that wouldn't do at all, I mean kick out the only other income?  Really.

     When I finally spoke to him it was the other way.  He'd had a talk with my sister.  She's been doing little to nothing.  She's sat on her disability paper work since October.  He's fed up.  He's really considering just walking out.  Part of me doesn't blame him.  Part of me calls him a coward.

     I spoke to my sister.  She started some paper work.  Then they found out that the social security paper work had passed.  The deadline for information was Dec. 13.  Hello February.

     I don't have money to pay either my bills or the house bills this month.  Shall be fun.  Oh yes and the phone call.  Never happened.

     His brother and sister said they'd call Sunday.  No time given or any such consideration.  I made dinner.  Everyone ate.  Sister felt ill and could not continue paperwork.  I knew that would happen but just didn't want to believe it.

     Went to bed around 9, was tired.  Was up by 11:30, it's 2:30 now.  Been having some odd nightmares lately.  Dog woke me up to go outside.  Sort of.  Can't really explain that one well.  I was having a dream where I had to identify dogs.  In my half wake state I kept seeing silhouettes in my doorway.  Finally roused from my sleep it was the dog.  

     I did some cleaning up in the kitchen.  Half cussing myself for letting so much go.  There was a time where I'd been ready to just up and leave with all my possessions.  No so now.  I've spread out like them.  And this house is atrocious.  So I'm directing my energy to cleaning for the next 3 months.  Think we may last just that long.

     Tomorrow I'll probably just have some light post, seems how I go no?  Oh well...

-later  

I'm frustrated.

     I'm sitting here, on a Friday night, frustrated as all Hell.  Trying to keep this coherent.  Not that easily done actually.  Where do we begin?

     Family drama?  Annoying but true.  I still don't want to go into it all.  Suffice it to say that it is treacherous, devious, and under handed.  Sounds fun?  If you say so.

     Story shortened.  Brother in law got a sum of money from his trust fund.  Well it's gone and it shouldn't be.  He then was pressured by my sister to ask for more, she doesn't know where money went either.  It has become clear that saving anything isn't in either of their blood.

     At his urging I became involved, secret from sister.  His brother no longer takes his calls.  He must deal with his younger sister.  He doesn't do this well.  In fact became so agitated on the phone with her that he just handed me the phone.  He went to compose himself on the couch.

     I pretty much placated and promised what they wanted.  I didn't really realize they'd been trying for 10 years to get his name on the deed.  It was never made clear.  Apparently it is a sticking point to them.  They're just looking out for him.  It's the family motto.

     He's not allowed to name her in his will, he's not allowed to have a life insurance policy that names her as beneficiary.  Very controlling behavior as you can see.  Stuff like that.  

     I went so far as to let them know exactly what I needed to run the house.  Even agreed to put his name on the deed.  I asked that we wait until the Spring when my sister would hopefully be past all this cancer stuff.  His sister said she believed me.  In fact seemed floored I acquiesced so easily.  I also informed her I wasn't aware of all that was going down.  She said she needed to think this through.

     I mean come on.  I'm running this place with very little help.  We are down 1 income.  Throw me a line.

     Oh she got back to me.  No money.  Unless...sister makes will leaving everything to brother in law.  Or we get his name on deed.  

     Can you imagine walking up to someone, who you've read me rage against.  Someone who is dealing with cancer and going through chemotherapy.  And telling them to make a deed?  Bullocks!

     Now in a small way I see there point.  This was no small amount of money that was given.  And they don't know where it went?  Hello.

     I'm doing both budgets now.  Not that easy, but doable.  See I just don't want to upset my sister.  Yes, seriously.  But she keeps asking him about his money.  It's going to hit the fan.  What to do, what to do.

     Think tomorrow we'll delve into my adventures in Thanksgiving from yesterday, or Thursday, depending on how you read it.

-later