it is nearly 1:30 p.m. in the holy city of zefat. i just had my plumber friend come out to check my rooftop apartment. i want to build a staircase and separate entrance to create a rental. i have been talking about doing this for the last few years. unfortunately, i have no savings left to pay for this. i will have to take a bank loan and will probably not see any profit for years. the plumber thinks it will cost a huge amount of money.
i was counting on not spending more than $10,000. the way he's tallking this could be well over 30,000. i am still trying to pursue female boarders. it's really a great space upstairs. i am running out of options to raise money. i am considering the option of moving upstairs myself and renting out my apartment.. that would be very hard. just the idea of packing up all my belongings makes me sick. i would have to exit through the downstairs apartment where the kids live basically, for free. yes, sacrifices would have to be made by all of us.
i realistically, don't see myself getting a job right now. i still have to undergo brain surgery. i recieved some cash from my siblings to help me get through the immediate 'crunch'. first thing i did was to fill up the freezer. i bought lots of inexpensive fowl. i bought tons of chicken hotdogs, hamburgers, lamb kabobs, chicken bones, cheap steaks, turkey wings, and chopped turkey. i even got some fish. when in doubt or debt, buy food. i actually spent about $200. that should get me through the winter, food wise. that of course, does not include veggies or fruit.
i had to pick up my grandson from kindergarten yesterday. i walked down to the gan. it was an easy 15 minute walk downhill. i was happy to do it. i even got a lift home with one of the mothers. i made a big mistake in taking the grandkid to the super. i wanted to buy some hot chocolate mix and tea. i thought it would wear him out. it nearly kiled me. first, he got his 'mitts' on a sticker book of 'trash people'. that's his new fixation. i immediately took it out of his hands and explained that i didn't have enough money to buy it for him.. it was 20 shekels. it could make a nice chanukah gift.
he immediately threw himself on to the ground and stated to cry. i ignored him and went off to find the tea. he grabbed another copy of the sticker book and started to open it. i confiscated the second book and placed it high up on the shelf. he again hit the floor and srarted crying. i tried to ignore him and went off to find the cocolate mix. he once again found, yet, another sticker book and started to open it. i got it away from him but it was a struggle. i think i gave him a potch on his backside.
he was thirsty so i bought him a punch-banana flavored milk. i found him a seat and told him to stay put and to drink. he managed to 'aquire' some more items that he wanted to buy. he held onto a small vile of tick tacks. i refused to buy it for him so he ran off and started eating them. i didn't want to buy them but i felt as a matter of principle, that i was obligated to. i refussed to let him have them so he once again, threw an enormous fit. there was no one else in the store besides the manager and the cashier, so i let him scream. i wanted to kill him. i momentarily hated him and had the most awful thoughts about hurting him when i caught up with him. .
the little brat was hiding and i could not find him. i knew that he hadn't made it out of the store but i could not see him. i checked the bathrooms and even climbed upstirs to the manager's office. he was out of sight. i waited over a half an hour until i saw him. and then, he ran away once again. i must have been in that store for over an hour. i felt like such a fool. he finally caught up with me but he threw another fit when i refused to give him the tick tacks. i don't know how i dragged him off of the floor and out of the store. he then became one with the pavement and i left him. i walked away but of course, i kept on coming back to get him up.
it took another half an hour of my screaming at him to get him home. i actually gave him one gigantic smack on his back. i was aiming for the backside but missed. i then grabbed him by his arms and somehow shlepped him up the stairs. by the time we got home he was over his fit. i was fit to be tied. i took him to the local playground and he was pretty active. we got back home and i decided to take him and his baby sister to a neighbor's house, where they were dedicating a new torah scroll to the local shul. it was quite cold outside but i couldn't confine the two kids in the house. there were many people milling about and the kids were not happy being indoors.
outside, my grandson helped himself to cookies and peanuts. he climbed on to a small tree and was happy being outdoors. i don't think the people outside were so happy with him climbing the tree. my grandaughter was a royal pain in the neck. she took a tumble down some stairs, as i was shlepping the stroller up the stairs. luckily, she wasn't hurt. i was beside myself. i finally managed to get her to stop crying for a little while but i decided to take them home. this was not the place for them. i was sorry that i took them out. the two of them are simply not fit for human consumption. i can manage them in the house in front of the t.v. set. going out with them is a nightmare. they are a pair of wild indians. they are wolverine like. i am actually embarrassed to be seen with them. some proud grandma i am!
my grandson told his father last night that he had caused me 'problems' in the super. i tried my best to explain to him that taking candy and sticker books without permission and money is tantamount to stealing. i refused to give him any tick tacks last night. he came upstairs for the package of tick tacks this morning.. i only gave him two and he threw a fit in the car on his way to kindergarten. his mother insisted that he doesn't get away with any of this shtick on her watch. first thing this morning, he came into their bedroom and pished on their rug. my son was beside himself. wanted to know if the kid needs a shrink. i think i need one.