A was watching the rugby when a letter arrived and blow me down if it isn't this bloke,once again, demanding all sorts of nonsense but it caught me at the wrong time and upset me more than I thought it should, it is, after all, only business. I think that's what they said in the Godfather anyway.
Accompanied by the usual threats if I don't do this or that I've kind of had enough of it and it really did make me shake and I still am the day after though not as badly as yesterday. It spoiled the afternoon and the evening and night as I stupidly tried to wash it away with beer even though I know that's not the answer or the solution to it all. I decided to sleep downstairs so as not to disturb P. Fitful night and once again, this bloke, what on earth is he thinking he is doing? I imagine it would actually be harassment the way it is panning out. If the business gets enough money together then I will get something done about it. For now, it is ugly, annoying and very upsetting.
I think he is being manipulated or he is ill, one of the two. The trouble is, its silly, the business is worth nothing at all, not a penny has come in in revenue and there he is being the big corporate bully.
So this morning I've grabbed a coffee and sat out in the sunshine and drawn some deep breaths. I will just take it easy today and then tackle this latest diatribe tomorrow. I already know what I have to do, you've guessed it, I had a plan in case this happened and so now to execute that and see what comes next. I really don't need all this nonsense in my life I am meant to be retired and this is something defaulted to me. I have to do the right thing but he is free to throw metaphorical rocks at me being the one that caused most of the problems in the first place.
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