Squirrel Is In

New job, Rabid missing in action, and having the cops on your side doesn't hurt...

Hi!  I know i've been missing in action lately.  I started the new job on Wednesday last week.  It's a lot to remember and it will take months to get everything caught up.  This city has been without a city clerk/court clerk/treasurer for 4 months.  The utilities clerk, a twenty something young man has been covering his job and all those others this whole time.  He kept the city afloat but a lot of things have been neglected.  It's a little overwhelming.  The accountant is coming in this week sometime to help me out but it will be a two day crash course, nothing intense.  The DPS guy is coming sometime soon to show me a few things also.  All in all though, I am enjoying it and I think I can handle the job.

About Rabid, the police dept in the town where the assault occured still doesn't have the report ready.  It's really starting to piss me off.  She's being an arrogant ass now thinking she got away with it.  Although the game this past Saturday was in my town and so is the next two.  She didn't show up this week.  Hopefully she won't come to the next two either.

But if she does i'll have my officers keep an eye on her!  After all I do sign their paychecks now! Mwahahahahaha!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Just kidding. LOL

But they do like me. :)

And i'm sure they will be more helpful than that OTHER town!

What's the story with Rabid Squirrel, you ask?

I've had a few people asking what got Rabid started again acting like a nut.  There are a few factors.  At the game before this last one C-man went out of his way to stick a knife in her back. He walked past me on his way out of the park with his mother and stopped and said (rather exaggeratedly) "Bye MOM!" to me.  I'm sure that got under her skin.  Then on her way out of town she couldn't help but notice all the "Vote for (ME)" signs in almost every yard in town and all down the highway.  She is not from this town I live in and does not now nor has ever lived here so it was a surprise to her that not only does MY husband love me but so does everyone (I hope!) else in town.  Then at the game Saturday the reason I was standing at the fence was because C-man got a little bruise on his knee during the game and I am the team mom so I had to go down there no matter who got hurt to get ice.  I guess she got mad because in her mind I was doing what she felt was her job.  So the answer as to why she acts the way she does is jealousy.  I have gone out of my way to make sure she is involved.  I don't go to any of C-man school parties so that she can attend them without me being there.  I stand off to the side when C-man has school programs so that she and my husband can gush together over him and how good he does.  I save my praise for when we are at home later.  During football season it was me who told my husband that it wasn't fair she was missing out on one night every other weekend with her son. I told him he should be fair and let her take him after every game.  Oh and I got accused of just not wanting to have him on Saturday nights.  So I can't do anything right in her mind.  The only reason I am team mom is because my husband coaches the team and she doesn't show up to half the games anyway.  Anyway that's the story.  She's a jealous crazy person who I believe is still on meth.  If you are new here and want to know more click on the tag catagory at the bottom of this post that says Rabid Squirrel. :)

PS If you were wondering did I break up my husband and her relationship, the answer is no I met him two years after he literally caught her in bed with another man and left her.

That crazy person hit me!!!

Well kids Rabid Squirrel is at her old tricks again.  She attacked me when I wasn't looking at the little league football game on Saturday.  She walked up to me while I was standing at the fence and took both fists and punched me in the side knocking me into the lady next to me.  Snarling through her teeth were the words "get the f*ck out of my way b*tch".  My first reaction was to jump on her and punch the crap out of her and beat her into the ground.  But then I had the common sense to think that maybe no one saw her hit me and if I hit jumped her I might get arrested.  Then the newspaper headlines would be "New city clerk gets arrested for beating woman at little league football game".  I told her to keep her hands off of me or I would have her arrested and she said "go ahead and try".  So I did.  Try that is.  I called the police (we were in a neighboring town not the one I live in) and he came out and took a report and then told me he wasn't going to arrest her because he thought he might get into trouble for arresting a mother at the game!!!  After he took my report he talked to her and she denied it.  I had the woman who I got knocked into make a report too.  After the policeman talked to Rabid she walked away and while he was talking to me she went looking for C-man.  She ran over to where he was screaming and grabbed him by the arm and scared the crap out of him so he ran from her.  Rabid then starts ramming her shoulder into several people who were trying to protect him from her.  The policeman STILL did not arrest her, but took her out of the game park and told her to leave.  Rabid then at 9:21pm that night text messaged me twice apologizing.  She's only apologizing because she's afraid she's going to jail.  I took my phone to the station today to have her admissions of guilt added to the police report.  Now I have to wait 5 to 7 business days for the plice to finish and approve the report before they take it to the county D.A.'s office to see if he wants to charge her with simple battery.  And my guess is they won't do a damn thing.  If they don't i;m going to get a Victims Protective Order.  I would go get one now but the officer told me if I go get one now they "won't have to do anything with this report"!  Well I want something done with this report!  I want that crazy person arrested and charged!!!

I won the election!!

I won!  I even got a little more than half the vote!  I get sworn in on Monday.  I'm going in today to get shown around by the mayor this afternoon.  This has been so surreal!!  It was so bizzare going into vote yesterday and seeing my name on the ballot!  This is just so unbelievable.  Everyone at city hall seems to be so happy I won, they didn't really like the other three who where running against me.  The chief of police is my neighbor and the cousin of the next runner up.  He voted for me and called me to congradulate me last night.  the mayor came over and we took pictures together.  It was a TRIP!!!!!!!

Thanks everyone who listened to my whining these past few weeks!  Your sympathy and advice is greatly appreciated!

Fears, headlines and the beach...

What am I worried about today?  Getting elected.  What if I get in the position and find I can't do it?  I will be the laughing stock of my hometown.  They will have to elect someone else at the expense of the taxpayers.  My family and friends.  OMG what have I gotten myself into?!!!  Everyone around me has such faith in my abilities but me, it seems.  No one but you lucky people are privy to my inner most fears that I WILL FAIL!  And if I fail I will be a public disgrace.  It will be in the newspapers.  I can see the headlines now:

"Squirrel FAILS! Was she NUTS all along?!"

<<<That will be me trying to hide my face from the paparazzi.

Right now I just want to run away and hide on a beach somewhere... Yeah, that's the ticket...

I think i'll worry about that next year...

Well my signs are up.  I called the daycare and they can watch C-man for a couple hours after school.  My husband says that on the weeks C-man is at our house in the summer (his mother has hime two weeks in June and two weeks in July) he will use his vacation to stay home with him.  My husband has 4 weeks vacation per year.  And the two weeks in August before school starts C-man can stay one week with his grandfather and one week with his grandmother.  Yesterday I was thoroughly pissed because the election is in just a few days and my husband hadn't done anything to figure out what to do with C-man.  C-man will only go to daycare during football season then after that T-man will pick him up from school and watch him for and hour and a half after school until I get home.  I'm going to pay T-man the amount I would pay the daycare.  Now i'm just worried about what we'll do after T-man graduates but that is two and a half years away so I think i'll worry about that next year because my stomach can't handle any more worrying!

My nerves are shot.  My stomach is killing me.  I feel in my heart this is the wrong thing to do, getting this job.  We got custody of C-man because we wanted to give him a better life and now that my mother in law got the job C-man will have to go into daycare.  That will only last a few years and then he'll be a latchkey kid.  Coming home to an empty house and sitting here alone for two hours waiting on someone to come home.  Or worse yet, inviting his friends in the house and burning it down while they play with matches while no adult supervision is going on.  In three years T-man will be grown and C-man will be twelve and having to spend the entire day in the summer at home alone.  All because my husband wants me to go to work so he can have Sea-Doos and a new truck.  He is accusing me of just being lazy and not wanting to work but the truth is if we didn't have C-man I would be glad to go to work.  I'm putting my campaign signs up tonight and all I have is this bad feeling of dread that our lives are going to change and even with the niceties of more money and a few more "toys" it isn't going to be for the best.  Especially for C-man.  Maybe I'm just pessimistic.  I don't know...  I tried to express my fears before I decided to run but every time I tried my husband would get irritated and say I was just making excuses not to work.  Then my mother in law promised C-man could come to her house in the country everyday after school and in the summer.  Liar.  She started looking for a job the week I signed up to run.