Tanith

Ok, so here is the deal; I did not have time to post anything but I did type out a few stories, so I do apologize if there are lots of posts on one day, I promise you, they were not all written on the same day, just posted!

It is extremely busy here at work, at the moment I am working with 4 different main systems (as we are changing over) and a few little ones around the side. It’s an absolute menace! Also because most of the system did not transfer over to the new system, meaning everything has to be logged again, double. Absolutely brilliant. But as I had a rant post before this one I decided to make this a happy post!

It is pretty sad but I actually had to think what kind of happy things were going on lately. Well, Liam and I decided to definitely move out next summer, no more Erm! Another one of Liam’s mate, really nice and happy chap and we get along just fine, is our next candidate. I make it sound so horrid, don’t I? Trust me; I am not a bad person, just a bit picky and protective over my stuff. Anyways, we want to move out, its unbearable with Erm, even though he has been alright the last couple of weeks, he is still not cleaning up anything (do not look in his room!) nor doing anything in the household. True, he is not there very often, but he does use stuff and walks around when he is there! Ah well… the end is near! Still quite some time but now I know it is ending.

I keep drifting off! Liam’s mate thinks it’s a cool idea to get a house, the 3 of us, just somewhere different, a better house. So I really hope we can pull this off, I do not like this house and I do not like our present housemate! So I hope it all works out and that I can advise you all somewhere next June that we are moving!

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I made a decision. I am going back to school! Well, not really school, I just want to go back to learning and actually learn something. Oh uh, something? Yes I am still not sure what, although I am quite interested in Psychology and those subjects. The reason is that I really do not want to keep doing this. I finally worked myself up in the office environment and then suddenly kicked all the way down again to being a mere administrative assistant. This is obviously my fault, I do not have any papers that work in my advantage (or papers that work in my disadvantage but hey!) and I decided to move to England. So back on the bottom of the office ladder I go.

I also started thinking about our future, I want to be able to do something besides being a mom (not just jet! Many years in the future) and taking care off the kids. When Liam is off working and making it able for us to live and have kids and everything, I want to do something as well, not to big, something small, like a little office at home which doesn’t mean I have to go anywhere for a job and it pays damn good.

My list clearly says that I want a degree in ‘something’ and at the moment I am just very hard working towards what I really want to do. I just really want to be able to be my own boss later on and only do a few hours in the week until I am able to do more (like when the kids are to school or something and I got a bit more free time on my hands haha). I just really want to do something and to learn something constructive which I can use to help Liam with paying the mortgage and everything else, make it possible for us to go on a nice holiday and to go visit my parents maybe a bit more often. I just have to focus on what I actually want to do and what I can do; it is all a bit expensive but after looking around I found out that I might receive a student grant here and there so we will have to see if I can actually pull this off. Would be great!

I can’t believe it! I actually got a reader for my blog, it is amazing! Yes I know I get a bit over exited but I thought that hardly anybody would be interested in my boring stories and my boring style of writing. Anyways, a big thanks to Becky for leaving me a really nice comment.

Thanks to Becky I realized that an update regarding our situation and life is more then overdue. Liam is doing fine; I don’t think he has a big addiction problem. He lost some money and panicked, tried to win it back and lost even more. That is all behind us now and we are trying to start over. ‘Trying?’ I can hear you think… Yes, trying. It was going pretty well until Liam’s old boss decided to mess up his wages.

Let me just first explain what happened in the last few weeks. Liam and I obviously had some fights, but we also had great moments, the shared feeling of pulling through a really difficult time together and still standing, perhaps even stronger then ever. We had a really hard time getting by, with no money and all that but we managed! I think Liam understands how much he hurt me when he took all my money and gambled it away, but even if he doesn’t, I know he won’t do it again. I made it very clear that he can make this mistake but not twice. But there is always sunshine even when it is blocked by clouds, we made it through; we’re still together and still very much in love.

The other events during that time include a wedding (she was gorgeous!), a new fridge and some other boring stuff, nothing that is worth mentioning. I might however spend a post about the wedding, I love Liam’s family and a few really nice things happened which I want to share, but not just now (this is a rant post!)

Were was I… ah! Liam’s old work… Somehow they managed to sign him off from working with them at the 6th of July 2008. We all know that what happened did not happen in July! He didn’t quite in July, but on the 6th of September! So now the tax office is taking money back from his wages, he is paid incorrectly and we’re messed up again for another month! They paid around half what he is supposed to get! During our *dry spell* we set up a lovely budget for us to hold on to and follow but there is no way we can keep up now, so back in stress we are… I thought living in Holland was sometimes difficult but living in England is sometimes even harder. So here we go again, another month of doing nothing but sitting then sitting at home, no spare pound for a nice drink somewhere in town. I’m starting to feel trapped, stuck and all that, and it is even worse for Liam, he is now back at Uni and can not even go for a nice drink with his mates. I hope this all changes soon; I’m fed up with this poor financial situation.

Liam actually heard something on the news which was quite shocking. Apparently your poor when you are under the poverty line à Meaning à If you have less then 10 pounds to spend per person per household after the housing costs. *raises hand* that’s us alright… I am officially poor!