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Well, morning.

Rice for dinner. Just rice. For three whole months each night unless my plan works out.

Good thing I love rice.

Rice for dinner. Just rice. For three whole months each night unless my plan works out.

Good thing I love rice.

So today is the first day me and the wife have had off today together and with out the little one in tow. So what’s the first thing she wants to do..go to the spa and get her nails done..and she said oh you need to get yours done to...me..that’s not happening...

What is it with girls and the spa...?

But hey she’s happy

https://www.cnet.com/news/fat-pikachu-and-other-giant-pokemon-revealed-for-sword-and-shield/

Somepony’s excited! 

... Oh my.

GOD, I HATE TABLETS SOMETIMES! TRIED TO REACT "SAD" TO @Spooky Emerald'S STATUS, ACCIDENTALLY CLICK "EXCITED" AND VERY NEARLY SEND THE WRONG KIND OF MESSAGE!

... Oh my.

Is it weird that I like going back and reading my own stuff?

Some ponies have been changing their avatars and names to get into the spirit of Halloween. Maybe I should wear a hat or something.

Some ponies have been changing their avatars and names to get into the spirit of Halloween. Maybe I should wear a hat or something.

You're posting on all the stuff I'm posting on. It's really cyaning my yellow.

You're posting on all the stuff I'm posting on. It's really cyaning my yellow.

Hugs?

It's coming up to 5am my end.

I have been up for a couple of hours after trying to sleep for the past 4 hours only to be plagued by thoughts of the clod of a solictor that is suppossed to be dealing with my late mother's will and estate. A simple cottage and her bank account along with a credit card that had a debt that needed paying. There was way more than enough insurance money and money leftover in my mother's account to clear the debt and to also go towards paying their fees with my brother and I paying off the rest.

Of course. There wouldn't have been any debt if they had actually fucked off like I requested them to at the start so that I could handle the estate personally. But alas, they were attached to the will as the executors and we were pretty much stuck with the parasitic lifeforms in our lives.

So unfortunately, we have to pay them for something that we could have done ourselves. And so we left them to do their job so that their widdle little sensibilities wouldn't be taxed if I got something wrong (Oh please...) if I took over command of handling the will. So yeah, I allowed them to play their little 'they would still be liable even if they stood aside from being executor and a mistake was made' card.

Work started beginning of Novemeber. They took their precious time and finally got the grant of probate done mid-February. They clearly find a snail's pace exhausting. But good, they are getting things done. But seriously get on my level with your speed and efficiency.

Although it required me to proverbially beat them with a stick to do so, I was able to get a rough estimate of all the costs, assets, etc for when everything was done. It took me from the period of mid February and to April to get this. It didn't really show anything sinister. It could be managed. Although myself and my brother would be paying for services that we never asked for. But parasitic lifeforms. Whatcha gonna do?

Anyway.

A little time later, I receive a letter in the post from my mother's bank credit card with claims that the debt had not been paid off on her credit card and that there was a time limit of early July for it to be paid. I confronted the dullard of a solicitor about it in May of the same month, requesting information on what he has done about it and if it's something myself and my brother should worry about. Also I made inquiries about the minimum amount that their rinky dink firm would accept as payment to clear their debts. No fucking answers. I'm left worried sick that bailiffs would make an appearance come July in regards to my mother's credit card.

Late June comes around and not only do I discover that he has not paid off the debt, he has also failed to give us any monthly breakdown of the final fees. Additionally. And this is where he truly. TRULY earned my ire. He claimed a far lower amount of money in the estate holdings. Lower by about £2000. Ha ha! No. N-n-n-n-no! Just no! Wrong! *buzz* Try again! You're a moron!

I have a copy of my mother's bank account summary. I have the original copy of the life insurance policy pay out amount. I have a quoted report of what financial holdings they have. There is plenty of money. They have that money. They are resposible for that money. They have an obilgation to use that money to clear the estate debts.

So. In a calm and rational, mild mannered e-mail. I made a serious inquiry into it all at the beginning of July. Even more nervous about the bank's deadline for paying off that credit card debt. I demanded IMMEDIATE answers and for him to look more closely at his figures. Because he even managed to get the amount owed to the bank credit card wrong.

No answer. Fortunately no bailiffs either. Goody! Maybe. Just maybe, he got off his backside, corrected his mistakes, paid off the debt. But just to make sure and see where everything was. I gave him a call at the beginning of August. That's right August! Another month of waiting for them to talk to me.

I made a happy inquiry about the e-mail I sent. His words were this: "Er...refresh my memory what was in it?"

Keep in mind this e-mail was inquiring about the impeding time limit to pay off my mother's credit card debt and the fact that he hasn't accounted for £2000 in his working out. Not to mention his months long build up of negligence to pay off said debt and our request for peace of mind on what he has been doing about it. Not to mention, a request for a new break down of figures so that we can finally get around to how much we will owe his firm.

He really wanted me to refresh his mind on that? Seriously? Now I don't know what sort of reality he hails from, but the contents and inquiries I made would not require a refresher of ones memory. The reality that I hail from files it under "This is fucking important! It needs to be dealt with!".

Anyway. He bumbles a little and says he will put something in the post out for me within the week. Keep in mind this is at the start of August.

Come mid September. No letters, messages, e-mails from the clod.

I sent one final warning letter demanding a full report and closure on everything. From the miscalculations, to the clearing of the credit card bank debt and also the clearance of the solicitor fees. Also whether or not if we can actually legally sell the house yet, seeing that it is now apparantly in the names of my brother and I (with the time limit for any contests to the will being long expired).

I have given them a rather symbolic date of 12th October. Symbolic as in that is the date my mother died. If I don't hear anything from them on that date. I will accept their lack of response as nothing more than an insult and a smack in the face to myself, my brother and my late mother.

Then I will get legally nasty.

This shit is messing with my beauty sleep! They will abide! They will comply! The fucking parasitic clods...

Good morning.

Is that sippy box bottomless?

Good morning all.

So I got a new steering wheel cover. Long overdue. It matches the pink accent scheme I’m going for and plus...the one that was on there before from the previous owner was kind of bleh. 

Before.....

And after! 

Me: [Talks to a guy friend in class]

Friend from Class: "Do you have a crush on him?!"

Me: "No."

Wake Me Up When September Ends b/c scare month!