Homefront Challenges

As anticipated yesterday, my younger brother was not yet home when I put myself to bed that evening ─ perhaps 9:15 p.m. By then, I had watched an episode each of a couple of T.V. series I follow, and I had a can of strong (8% alcohol) beer that I barely felt due to the oppressive heat.

It is so hard to sleep, yet I was again up by about 1:00 a.m. to soon begin adding content into the post I am developing at one of my six hosted websites.

And I think that it was after 5 a.m. by the time I was back to bed after watering the flower garden in the front yard.

My morning was to commence well before 9 a.m., by which time my brother was watching T.V. However, as usual, I did not go to join him until 10 a.m., by which time I put our Android TV Box into action.

We were to watch our shows until 1:20 p.m. at which time my brother went back to his bedroom to rest up ere leaving for the afternoon to eventually become involved in drinking somewhere again.

I had cooked up an old steak that I had recently found in a very small bowl in the fridge ─ the meat had been folded up until it was about the size of a ground beef patty in diameter.

My wife ─ who has been at Whistler since Saturday, supposedly trying out a job opportunity ─ was likely responsible for the meat, but her eldest son professed that he knew nothing of it.

So I texted her yesterday and learned that it was indeed meat she had left in the fridge, and she further claimed that she had told that same son to cook it.

She speculated that by now it might not be safe to eat.

Well, I slow-cooked it this morning; and after my brother sought his bed rest, I ate at least half of it. I feel quite fine thus far.

Anyway, after that meal, I spent just over 40 minutes sunning my back as I lay prone on a pad on our backyard sundeck while I was clad in just a pair of gym-style shorts.

Meantime, I was texted by my wife ─ I have a dreadful time reading anything on the screen of my iPhone 5 when it is brilliantly sunny outside. I finally had to disengage myself from the excruciating exchange and wait until my nearly completed sunning session was done.

I found my brother to have already gone when I came into the house.

My wife had asked if she could withdraw $200 from our chequing account ─ it is comprised of my pension income that just arrived yesterday.

When I exclaimed that I would be broke earlier than usual if she started doing this already, she seemed to get testy:

Fine, you keep it then

So I asked if it was an emergency.

She then said that it was a payment toward a $464 GST debt which she is trying to pay off.

I further questioned this because she does not have a business ─ I couldn't understand how she could have a GST debt.

Well, I got no clear explanation, so I just said that it was okay, but I would let her eldest son "know later today so he can start putting aside some money for next month's mortgage."

Once my pension money runs out, he and his brother have to make up the account's mortgage shortfall.

She replied that it was a good idea.

However, what I did was let him read the sequence of texts. And he emphatically declared that he did not believe that she had any GST debt ─ she just wanted fun money.

He even said to not let her have the money; and to transfer most of my pension into a different account where she would not be able to access it. 

And then he must have talked to his younger brother, who has no problem launching into attacks upon his mother for her profligate ways. Suddenly, my wife texted me:

Hi I didn't take any money from ur account yet, what did you told [her youngest son]!!!

So I explained that I never spoke to him ─ only the older lad. It was he who must have informed his younger brother.

I further explained what the older lad had counselled me to do with my pension to keep it from her. But I said to take the $200 if she truly did have to make a debt payment; and I then said:

I want to help you if you need it, but anything I do seems like it will be the wrong choice

That was over 2¾ hours ago, and I have not heard anything more from her. I haven't checked the account, though.

I bloody hate living like this ─ dependent upon help each month from her two sons because my pension is so damned inadequate. And of course, I have always longed to be able to provide for my wife so that she never has to work, but I weakly allowed her to rack up so much debt that I will die in it without a financial miracle.

However, time is running out for me ─ in less than 2½ months, I will turn 71 years of age. Already I am losing so much of my body's faculties far too swiftly. Soon, there will be no pulling out of the physical decline I am now in ─ no matter how much money I might miraculously come into.

I still know virtually nothing of what she is doing at Whistler. And today, I saw in her Facebook account that she had posted a myriad of selfies taken at a location she cited was Lost Lake.

I never did get into any sunning of my front this afternoon. I had forgotten yesterday that my cellphone was running out of power; and this afternoon when I was involved in texting with my wife outside, I saw the warning again.

Thus, when I came into the house, I had my cellphone recharging almost from scratch. By the time it was complete, the Sun had progressed too far ─ there was not enough sunshine in the backyard for any sunning. The Sun was bathing the front of the house.

Gosh, it is approaching 8 p.m. I must publish this post and have some supper so that I can be ready to hie myself to bed if my brother is not home by 8:30 p.m., the deadline I have for him. I will not sit up and operate our Android TV Box if we have not already begun by that time ─ I hate late evenings.

And I cannot trust that he will have sufficient senses remaining to not pass out when I am sacrificing my time tuning in our shows.

Consequently, it is best that I have nothing to do with him after 8:30 p.m.

What a sucking life I lead. 

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