Remakes

Today we kept pretty busy. We went into our storage unit in the basement and dug around down there. Master was originally looking for three paint ball guns that He had down there, but we didn't find them. Then again a few years ago it looked like someone had broken into our storage unit, so maybe that's what they stole. *shrugs* Hard to tell. It's mainly a lot of empty boxes down there anyway.

We did find a huge box of porno on VHS. We don't own a VCR anymore, so we took those to a local porn shop and sold them. We didn't get a lot for them, but we used the money to go to the movies. We saw Halloween 2.

Hence the blog post title.

When I was a teenager I had seen every Halloween movie, excluding the third one because it had nothing to do with Michael Myers.

Anyway, due to my knowing what the original series was about, it is sometimes hard for me to let go of those "facts" when I watch the remakes. But really, the movie wasn't bad. Some of it didn't make a lot of sense to me, but hey.... that's Rob Zombie for you. You know.. the guy who sings about educated horses. Yeah. That guy.

After the movie, we came home and I talked to my mom for a little bit. My brother is going through a rough time right now. He lost his job and so his girlfriend is riding his ass, and lording it over his head that she is now the sole bread winner. So she does whatever the hell she wants and leaves him at home with their two young children, my nephews, all the time. Now where as yes, he is the father, everyone needs a break from time to time. But she comes home and basically ignores him and tells him to take care of the kids while she relaxes.

I feel for him. My brother is 24 years old, but due to some problems with his birth, he has never been at the mental capacity of his age. He's a nice guy, really he is, but it's just the facts of what life has dealt him. So my mom was telling me about that, and some things about my aunt, and then my grandfather... geeze. It seems like everyone in my family is going through rough financial times.

Really I shouldn't be surprised. For some reason that's how it always has been. Everyone in my family is going through financial stress in one form or another.

My brother lost his job. My dad is the only one working in his household. His girlfriend doesn't, and neither do her two adult children. My mother and her husband are unemployed. My grandfather is on a fixed income, and has been very ill lately. My uncle got his hours cut at work. My aunt just had her adult son move back home because he dropped out of college.

*sigh*

We're all just trying to get by.

Oh, and another thing that had been bothering me.

Yesterday, at work, my coworker noticed that I seemed a bit stressed. I told her that Master's unemployment had been denied. So she told me that god was testing me.

This was one of those... last straw type situations. I sit right next to her at work. She is a very religious woman. And no, that doesn't bother me. Until she starts saying shit like that.

Her and I had this talk shortly after I started working there. She had handed me a bible and told me to read a favorite passage of hers. I handed the book back to her and said, "No thank you." She asked me why. I told her that I am not a christian. That is not my path.

Well, since that time she has been saying little things like this to me, almost every day. "God is testing you."

"Seek God."

"Have a blessed day."

So yesterday I looked at her and I said, "Listen, I don't mind that you are very spiritual. I can respect that. But if you tell me to seek god one more time I'm going to our supervisor. Talking about religion in the work place is not appropriate, and I don't appreciate it. I have my faith, you have yours. Let's leave it that, shall we?"

She gave me this look like, "You wouldn't!"

I just shook my head and went back to my work. I have no problem going to our supervisor about this. I've told her repeatedly that it makes me uncomfortable. So it's not like I haven't tried to handle it myself.

Sometimes I just want to shake her and go, "I'm not going to wait for some invisible man to take care of my life, I have to do this myself!"

And that's exactly how I feel. I have faith, it's just not the kind she talks about. I don't think there is this being that is going to answer all of my prayers. I don't believe that if I just sit back and wait, that all I want and/or need is going to be provided.

It's like that old saying, "You can't help those who won't help themselves."

You have to do this. Not someone else.

I pray, I meditate,  and I seek guidance. But I don't expect things to be handed to me. I pray, I meditate, and I seek guidance so that I can make better decisions or perhaps be pointed in the right direction. But I don't pray and then sit back and wait. Action is required on my part, and I know this.