~Karen~
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As much as I was excited about getting property, it has done nothing but upset me so far, and I hate it! Paul (hubby) has now began letting his brother, Lary (the one I have issues with to begin with) start teing limb lines out to catch fish. Now what kind of sport is that?? We were walking down the road next to our lake when I noticed a bread bag with dead perch in it. I got very upset and told Paul. He said that this was Larrys doings. I went off about how I don't like how he has just waltzed his way in and trashing up our place with no respect how he goes out there nearly every day, fishing and doesn't have to make a single property payment and I haven't thrown a line yet, have only been able to be out there 4 times since even seeing the place and our own children hasn't even gotten to rightfully fish yet. I was furious! Paul had the gall to tell me not to say anything to tick Larry off! WHAT!!! Like my feelings don't matter for nothing!! So I spoke up and said, SEE! you just let him run all over us, and you wonder why I don't care for him! Anyways, I spoke about what I felt, not that it did any good what so ever, and we began to walk a little more... OHHHH what is THIS in the water? It's a limb line! saw a rope tied off. I began pulling it out of the water and just knew what it was! What kind of sport is this? There is no joy in "fishing" this way! OK... so Paul wants the lake to be completely fished out? How many more lines is he going to allow it is starting with 6 of them! What about jug lines when LARRY gets that boat he is now talking about! GRRRR. Are my feelings selfish here? Paul says that the bag of perch (which also came from our water, was fish bait, and Paul, PAUL rebaited the hooks!!! MAN!)
Anyways, so we have to go to their dad blame house to drop some stuff off. So what do they begin bragging about to me. A 25" catfish they pulled out of OUR lake! It was like a slap in the face! They KNOW I haven't gotten the chance to ejoy our place not at all, but they went on and on and on about this fish they pulled out. That should have been our childrens fish to catch 1st, our childrens! Not theirs! :~( Oh. But it doesn't matter, they don't have to make any payments on the place, they don't have to restock the lake, so that's ok that they can do all this, and STILL trash it, yeah, it's all ok, because it's only brothers property anyways, so it's all ok. Then they pulled out a photo album showing their friends that went out with them and all the fun they were having and all the fish they caught with captions like so and so caught 20 fish, and so and so caught 30 fish and we caught 20 fish. Most were perch, but they are stripping the lake of the perch now, I can already see the difference at the number of perch that use to come to the dock and that comes to the dock now.
I feel like it isn't even our place, the beauty of it is being stripped away from us and Paul is too blind to see and he refuses to say anything to his precious brother.
Well, they can have the lake, but the pastures will be mine and the kids, and if I EVER, EVER see anyone out there with a ciggerette, I just know I am going to come completely unglued, and I could care less if every stinkin one of them hate me for it!!! The pasture and all that is within it is off limits without my say so. And they had better NOT sit one of their butts on any of the horses without my personal invitation (which they probably will not get!) Label me a jerk or any other label they want, I don't care any more! I am hurt, angry, upset, and feeling very hateful towards them at this moment! I HATE feeling this way. I want to be the kind of person that everyone enjoys being around, but I am so tired of being burned and always getting the short end of the stick.
(To top it all off, yesterday was my husbands last day to get the cabin cleaned and our things moved from this place to there since he has to work today and tomarrow. It rained off and on yesterday, so he used that as an excuse and did NOTHING at all.... oh. yes, he helped his brother, sister and their friend take down their yard sale because they needed help... OH, PAH-LEZE!! What about us? They have yet to lift a finger of help to us! So, now, today, I am procrastinating, but I guess I need to do something, right?
At least when I get out there, I can start going around unbaiting the limb lines when no one is looking, right?
Oh yeah. It seems that no matter what my ideas that I like, they get shot down. Well, I want a white rail fence with chicken wire on it and westeria growing all over it on the part that runs between the lake and the road. Paul said he didn't want that. For the 1st time ever, I said stearnly "BUT IIIII DO! I want a white rail fence and westeria right THERE! I want that!" I've always been easy going before about wants and desires, but this time I just really spoke up. BY golly, if his stinkin brother can do and have what he wants, it's about high time I get a little of what I want too!
~A very upset Karen
Anyways, so we have to go to their dad blame house to drop some stuff off. So what do they begin bragging about to me. A 25" catfish they pulled out of OUR lake! It was like a slap in the face! They KNOW I haven't gotten the chance to ejoy our place not at all, but they went on and on and on about this fish they pulled out. That should have been our childrens fish to catch 1st, our childrens! Not theirs! :~( Oh. But it doesn't matter, they don't have to make any payments on the place, they don't have to restock the lake, so that's ok that they can do all this, and STILL trash it, yeah, it's all ok, because it's only brothers property anyways, so it's all ok. Then they pulled out a photo album showing their friends that went out with them and all the fun they were having and all the fish they caught with captions like so and so caught 20 fish, and so and so caught 30 fish and we caught 20 fish. Most were perch, but they are stripping the lake of the perch now, I can already see the difference at the number of perch that use to come to the dock and that comes to the dock now.
I feel like it isn't even our place, the beauty of it is being stripped away from us and Paul is too blind to see and he refuses to say anything to his precious brother.
Well, they can have the lake, but the pastures will be mine and the kids, and if I EVER, EVER see anyone out there with a ciggerette, I just know I am going to come completely unglued, and I could care less if every stinkin one of them hate me for it!!! The pasture and all that is within it is off limits without my say so. And they had better NOT sit one of their butts on any of the horses without my personal invitation (which they probably will not get!) Label me a jerk or any other label they want, I don't care any more! I am hurt, angry, upset, and feeling very hateful towards them at this moment! I HATE feeling this way. I want to be the kind of person that everyone enjoys being around, but I am so tired of being burned and always getting the short end of the stick.
(To top it all off, yesterday was my husbands last day to get the cabin cleaned and our things moved from this place to there since he has to work today and tomarrow. It rained off and on yesterday, so he used that as an excuse and did NOTHING at all.... oh. yes, he helped his brother, sister and their friend take down their yard sale because they needed help... OH, PAH-LEZE!! What about us? They have yet to lift a finger of help to us! So, now, today, I am procrastinating, but I guess I need to do something, right?
At least when I get out there, I can start going around unbaiting the limb lines when no one is looking, right?
Oh yeah. It seems that no matter what my ideas that I like, they get shot down. Well, I want a white rail fence with chicken wire on it and westeria growing all over it on the part that runs between the lake and the road. Paul said he didn't want that. For the 1st time ever, I said stearnly "BUT IIIII DO! I want a white rail fence and westeria right THERE! I want that!" I've always been easy going before about wants and desires, but this time I just really spoke up. BY golly, if his stinkin brother can do and have what he wants, it's about high time I get a little of what I want too!
~A very upset Karen
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