My Note from the Universe

(hatchling's peace sign high-tops)

Tell you what Boho mom... If you can get happy right now, in spite of any problems, challenges, and circumstances that now seem to taunt you, I'll take care of those problems, challenges, and circumstances, as well as "ever-after."

Agh-hmm... Please, do the math, take the bait, and never look back.

The Universe

For Mature Audiences Only *language*

my hatchling, my life

"Nobody trips over mountains. It is the small pebble that causes you to stumble. Pass all the pebbles in your path and you will find you have crossed the mountain" ...author unknown

One of the ways this single mothering gig has changed me, is that I have zero tolerance for stupid people. What I may have put up with and cowered under the pressure of in the past... B.H. (before hatchling), has no place in my life anymore. A.H.
I refuse to give negative, unhappy, shit-disturbing losers my time or energy. And god help you if you fuck with my kid.

If you've been reading, you know that I've been blogging sporadically while dealing with a slumlord and trying to move out of this dump. The situation has gone from bad to worse. While the Internet is a public forum, there's only so many details I can write here. *(thanks for your private emails....I'm getting back to all of you).

Let's just say the harassment and threats are escalating. This is a man (and I use that term in the loosest sense), who'd rather than address the dangerous issues in mine and other rental units, HIS property, has chosen instead to become defensive, belligerent and threatening. The "game is on" with him. He will "take me down", (his own words.) What a goof. He wants a war and has no idea who he is fucking with.
He seems to be taken aback that I am not his idea of the stereotypical helpless and submissive single mom. He is using all of his energy to try and attack me and intimidate me, instead of fixing the leaking roof, the oven I get shocks from, and the fact that his McGyver wiring job has city bylaw inspectors up his ass. He is completely "off his game" because I am not afraid of him.

His stupidity came to a head when one of the neighbours, who has had enough of the frequent turnover of tenants of this tenement called the fire Marshall, concerned that this place may warrant an inspection. There are so many dangers here, so many fire hazards and infractions that the fire dept. had to book an additional date to come back and finish the inspection.
Slumlord obviously isn't used to dealing with problems diplomatically or effectively, so it took about 5 minutes for him to show his true colours. He literally ripped the wrought iron railing off the front porch, not that it took much strength, as it was corroded with rust. Police were called, he has been warned repeatedly to "control himself".

Perhaps the only humourous part that helped us tenants take a breath from all the stress, was when slumlord brought us all eviction notices AFTER we each gave him our written notices to vacate. That was his solution.
There is no doubt in my mind that he's not only an idiot, but also desperate and losing control and has no clue how to deal with the situation rationally. He even took a swing at my neighbour, a guy, who was smart enough not to hit back...we just called the police...again.

And so the saga continues.... I wonder how bad it will get, but I am prepared for anything and everything, and that's all I can reveal here, at this time, as this is a public forum. But I will say this...Fuck him.

peace out