My brother is so screwed and I'm enjoying the pain.He's blown through his inheritance, no one in the family will talk to him, his one enabler left has died (old age), and no one else in town will take his side unless he pays for their beer and drugs. He's screaming at the estate lawyer again about the Camarro, and money still owed. Like he can milk anymore out of our dead parents.
The Camarro was in mom's name. She bought the car so he could drive it but she had to put it and the insurance in her name because the dealership refused to sell him a car and the insurance companies refused to insure him due to his arrest, car crashes, and ticket history. As such, when mom went into the hospital, I had a right to sell it as Power of Attorney and use the money to help pay for her nursing home costs back in 2013. He has no claim to it but he's still harping on it like it's his.
I have to sit in a conference call with the lawyer to confirm all estate accounts are closed and paid out. Get proof of that. Then go over the chain of events about the car. The attorney has all of the paperwork on file. I sent him everything. It's just it was 4 years ago so the memory on his side is fuzzy. That should do it, unless the dickhead tries to come after me. I'll have to go over the estate attorney about that. I want to make sure it is clear that I want no contact from my brother for the rest of my life. And I will teach Bri not to have any contact with that side of the family. I'm sure she'll have questions when family tree time comes. I'll be honest about why too. *********************************************************************
Things have been good though. The meds helped tremendously. I only needed them for a year and weened off of them. I swear they saved me. The business is picking up. I make really good glass sales at pagan and celtic fairs. Not so much at art festivals. I think they might be a little too upper class for me. I thought that would be good, like they have money so I should sell a lot. But the upper middle class want lighthouses, and boats, and hummingbirds.I like to do unique things that aren't sold by the thousands on Ebay and Etsy. Hence the dragons with gemstones in their wings and fairies of unique lines.
I've been really good with sketching my own patterns. I have a few adjustments to make sometimes. I think the Huginn and Muninn panel once it has the kinks worked out could go for 1500. I've priced this one at 700. It has a weak spot that I have to go back to the design and work out.
We finally sold the old house. It was too painful to rent out. We had one renter who was a total jerk and barricaded the doors, covered the windows with black curtains, and didn't pay us. I evicted him. Then I had a family in there who did pay but never told us when things broke, like a running toilet that cost us 650 in a water bill. Or the leaking roof from the satellite dish they installed without our knowledge. The neighbor lost her shit when I tried to get the driveway done, just our half. She called the cops on me and everything. Ventry refused the work cuz they didn't want to get sued by her. After waiting two years for them to finally make good on the contract I signed in 2015, they fled. The new owner is a contractor and owns his own business. LOL He'll know she's trying to price gauge him.
Gauge your eyes out.Guage your interest.It's pronounced differently depending on the context?WTF English?!
The Camarro was in mom's name. She bought the car so he could drive it but she had to put it and the insurance in her name because the dealership refused to sell him a car and the insurance companies refused to insure him due to his arrest, car crashes, and ticket history. As such, when mom went into the hospital, I had a right to sell it as Power of Attorney and use the money to help pay for her nursing home costs back in 2013. He has no claim to it but he's still harping on it like it's his.
I have to sit in a conference call with the lawyer to confirm all estate accounts are closed and paid out. Get proof of that. Then go over the chain of events about the car. The attorney has all of the paperwork on file. I sent him everything. It's just it was 4 years ago so the memory on his side is fuzzy. That should do it, unless the dickhead tries to come after me. I'll have to go over the estate attorney about that. I want to make sure it is clear that I want no contact from my brother for the rest of my life. And I will teach Bri not to have any contact with that side of the family. I'm sure she'll have questions when family tree time comes. I'll be honest about why too. *********************************************************************
Things have been good though. The meds helped tremendously. I only needed them for a year and weened off of them. I swear they saved me. The business is picking up. I make really good glass sales at pagan and celtic fairs. Not so much at art festivals. I think they might be a little too upper class for me. I thought that would be good, like they have money so I should sell a lot. But the upper middle class want lighthouses, and boats, and hummingbirds.I like to do unique things that aren't sold by the thousands on Ebay and Etsy. Hence the dragons with gemstones in their wings and fairies of unique lines.
I've been really good with sketching my own patterns. I have a few adjustments to make sometimes. I think the Huginn and Muninn panel once it has the kinks worked out could go for 1500. I've priced this one at 700. It has a weak spot that I have to go back to the design and work out.
We finally sold the old house. It was too painful to rent out. We had one renter who was a total jerk and barricaded the doors, covered the windows with black curtains, and didn't pay us. I evicted him. Then I had a family in there who did pay but never told us when things broke, like a running toilet that cost us 650 in a water bill. Or the leaking roof from the satellite dish they installed without our knowledge. The neighbor lost her shit when I tried to get the driveway done, just our half. She called the cops on me and everything. Ventry refused the work cuz they didn't want to get sued by her. After waiting two years for them to finally make good on the contract I signed in 2015, they fled. The new owner is a contractor and owns his own business. LOL He'll know she's trying to price gauge him.
Gauge your eyes out.Guage your interest.It's pronounced differently depending on the context?WTF English?!
