Sunday, 29 May 2011

And hello ....

And hello to eveyone following my blog tooo!

Sick of Blogger!!! And a wee whine and some fun

Pah - Blogger still being a pain in the butt. Can only comment on some posts other ask for a stupid id thing which I don't have so can't post. Grrrr Am not being ignorant bloggers just hindered.


So far have accomplished the cleaning, washing and ironing and gardening. Weeny girl at other families. He is returning her early - common occurrence this. I like to maximise the free time I have with her. Despite having her here I feel as though I get hardly any time once you factor working to the equation. He works for himself and had freedoms that I do not. Still he sends her to his mothers  and returns her early and never asks to see more of her outside of his chosen time.... pah

First venture into strawberry tartage- architecture leaves a lot of be desired. Pork steaks and all the trimmings later for Sunday's dinner.


More ironing. Sat evening rather chill - excellent chow mein made by me.

Friday, 27 May 2011

TFI FRIDAY

Am tired and  glad of the meagre lie in tomorrow - Tomorrow I can roll over and cuddle the weeny one till I can be bothered to get up  or maybe I will cuddle Biggles - oo decisions decisions - both ( well  a lie till I have time to get small one to her other family's  house)

The garden and the kitchen are my only goals for the weekend. Oh and ironing ( booo) Thats it -and  minimal spends, maybe some bike time...............  Who knows.

One day will have to paint that sodding bathroom!

Thursday, 26 May 2011

Quick post............

No more money drama's. Will check email at some point. Too tired tonight - weeny girl asleep since before 7pm  - fell asleep on the sofa. 

Pay day today so off to pay for the car tax £130 sodding quid.  Other than that - a bread drama!!!!
First time in ages I purchased a loaf of sliced long life wholemeal ( Tuesday) opened it today to find that half of it was covered in mould.  Weeny girl wanted cheesy toast so had to use it - the non mouldy bits what do you think I am!!!  Would take it back to Morrison's if I hadn't. Oh well will have to get on with home baking!!!  I should for the sake of my thighs leave the home baking for a while or keep it for special occasions!!

Am 10stone 10 sometimes 10st 8 so it is creeping down a little bit - 9st 10 would be fine Ihave decided. When in my 20's it was 8st 10 as the ideal weight but we live and learn and get older and need a more comfortable arse to sit on after another 9-5!!!!!!!!!!!! I would have been disgusted with myself for ''letting myself go'' ha ha ha


My mission is to keep the house in a reasonable state so that I can wash the kitchen floor at the weekend!!!


Am watching Three in a bed - the programme about the  Bed and Breakfasts - super funky Snooze in Brighton - lots of vintage but a bit too pricey for me!!!  I  prefer bothy's, hostels and tents the odd caravan and late rooms for splashing out!!!

Wednesday, 25 May 2011

Out of context reply - sodding blogger

The below is my reply to the Pissed off as a pissed off thing  comments! Blogger is being a pain!!

This is Eeeek - hi peeps! have updated the rest of the story above. I have had enough and it is a shame. To be lied to, threatened and accused is enough. I can't afford to do the solicitor thing as I don't have the cash to pay one and wouldn't be entitled to legal aid. I would like to give up POA but don't know how to do it other than pay a solicitor.
I should have taken more notice of incomes  and outcomes and what was being asked /used for.  Despite a pension and rent finances were permanently at a deficit and no saving available. 1k per month from a yearly income of 12k doesn't work if you have to budget for landlords insurance, maintenance etc. If you don't you haemoragh money - simples now I see it.

Blatant Lies -hmm a solicitor who sends expensive letters without getting paid.....

Thanks for the comments  peeps. After a vary threatening blatant lie I have called it quits. 
In an email I was threatened with a ficticious solicitors letter sent without the request of a paying client all the way to south east asia..

 The most annoying thing,  apart from being so blind to basic maths and accusing me of squandering a massive sum of money!!! (a few k I could undertand but 40k is hysterical)is the blatant lie that Mums solicitor had been in touch by letter reminding  her that he was legally able to audit any accounts for missapropriated funds.

 Of course I have not seen this letter but even I know that a solicitor wouldn't do this unless someone was paying them.  She thinks I am an idiot.

The lie and the solicitor''threat'' have been the last straw. I am actually waiting for the solicitor to call me back re this correspondence.have gone through books and am unable to account for approx 9k.  I will be more thorough over the weekend and it will turn up.  Hmmm Who pays the solicitor to send an expensive letter to south east Asia.......  Blatant lies.  More likely that the old fella was retiring and house deeds, wills etc were transferred to another law firm that's if there was any communication at all.....  If I am wrong then I have a very conscientious solicitor who works for free..............  I cannot believe it still. Lies lies lies and I am supposed to be stupid enough to believe it and be scared by it - The point of a lie is to get someone to believe it -yes???

And then was told I was acting guiltily by not accounting for 40k!!!!!!!!!!! 

I worked out  a few sums - laid out opening balances, income and outcome over 4 tax years - roughly/approx and easily accounted for 40k+ - how it got there and how it was spent.... 1000 per month in care fees South East Asia style x 50 months = 50k!!!!! 



I am sickened and completely finished. And it was blatantly a lie that it was all for my own good and satisfying legal responsibilities - it was more about clutching at straws and hoping for an inheritance.

Tuesday, 24 May 2011

As pissed off as a pissed off thing in a most pissed off thing competition!

Money, families- biggest bane of my life.  I got lumbered with Power of attorney for my mum. This means I get the pleasure of her banking., Add in family to this mix and yes it was a time bomb. I knew this and wanted nothing to do with it but had no choice as I was the only party available to do it. I have no interest in money - I had enough with my own frugality and attempts to keep out of the financial mire thank you very much.  My preference would have been completely different but like I said no choice. Anyway have basically been berated for my efforts at book keeping which yes were pants but I warned all those involved of Mums failing health and problems and I was left to deal with it on my own.

 I have been accused of mislaying 40k. Family yet again!!! (Ha I wish - wouldn't be whinging about my 11yr old car or ridiculous mortgage payments if I had and would have had a few interesting holidays, a new kitchen, central heating  lol lol)

My book keeping system is rubbish. However to avoid bank charges and get the best rate of exchange etc I would withdraw funds and hand over cash to the relevant member of the family or use my account  to transfer money or pay directly into accounts. There is no paper trail. Why???... family. You don't bother with a paper trail.


I can account for the expenditure and know where it has gone. - house renovations in order to find tenants, cash sent  to a number of accounts for parental upkeep to avoid bank charges..... I pay for things in cash if possible - cheaper- so that's a withdrawal made by me. receipts for house renovations from2007/8 are missing. I have moved twice, had three homes and had a baby since mum left in 2007. I worked full time from Weeny girl being 8 months old, had housework, washing, shopping and all the other domestic stuff to accomplish as well as buying a house,  single parenting, moving twice with a baby in tow . The throw everything into a tin filing system has fallen down.

Ok my point. I have given a general rundown re cash and  budgets on several occasions to interested parties but  I am supposed to flagellate myself and worry myself to death over what I cannot change- my long past accounting system. Accordingly its for my own good and no one thinks I have borrowed the money surreptitiously!!. This is bollocks.  Its about where is my money!!! (My gut instinct all along was to say get a financial adviser in to do some care fees planning to pay for mums care in this country  then no one had to do this but such is life)  Family being perfect and supreme beings have every item receipted and accounted for all monies they received  listed, budgeted but then again its nice to have time for pilates and a book club and not to have to do domestics, small child care etc etc. If I had had the time there is so much I could of and would of done and not just keep orderly accounts and if I had had the ability... well that's another story.  And being perfect never making mistakes well I should just try harder to be more like them.I have sent out copies of rent statements and emails re renovation work. I am sick of having to repeat myself,.

Upshot is I have had enough. Supposedly I am on facebook/blogging all the time and could have done more.... yeah and less pilates and book club and a trip home in 2006 might have changed everything..... Hindsight is a wonderful thing!

So am pondering ''need''... how much do I need to have this in my life and the answer is not at all. I have the joys of  new job, house selling, ex s to  deal with, my own finances to  run,   some relationship and personal stuff, weeny girl to raise, a garden to keep, friends and family to see. I have no time for this. To be spoken to like that, to be insulted, to be patronised. My self esteem is fragile and dependant on medication enough as it is.

I will complete the last few responsibilities re assessments for mum then I am passing over all documentation and washing my hands of it all.  never ever again.  Its late and I am unable to sleep . This point says it all and it is the final straw for me. what would really be the purpose of continuing this relationship I ask myself.... and I struggle to find an answer.

 I really need to find my happy place again. How dare someone effect your life so much that you can't sleep and have a  knot in your stomach.... ''but all I said I ......''can hear the echoes already and they are so familiar and even in apology the tone is so patronising..... Time Gentlemen please methinks.