Mr and Mrs K's New Journey to a Debt Free Life.

7roland8

AlexLK wrote: »

Unfortunately, I cannot do better for my son than me parents did for me.

Oh Alex - never think that.

What you have to offer your son may be different but never think that it cannot be better or as good.

You sound like a marvellous father - spending time and playing with him - doing his party and the Christmas Elf thing - how wonderful is that.

Don't think I have one memory of my dad doing anything with me - though he was always 'there'.

You give your son love and attention - and that is worth a million times the money your parents can supply.

I was quite a lonely and isolated child but my dad was happy to spend some of his limited money on things for me - whether I wanted them or not - but it used to annoy me and I can remember telling my mum I didn't want things but that rather more of a life and mixing with people my own age. Stuff does not matter.

You often hear of unhappy little rich kids - who have everything (materially) but not what they crave - love and attention.

What about all those lovely walks you two go on. And as he gets older you can do lots more interesting stuff together.

bess1234_2

I refuse to get dragged back into your diary Alex as I am poor enough to not be able to spend my time drifting through your day. But it is so hard because you are a very genuine and open man Alex. That's nothing to do with money. That's just really likeable and you.

I've started to imagine you as a binge eater. Something to do with filling a void with comfort eating. Except you eat £20 notes. Next time you hit the pen shop imagine stuffing yourself with twenties! It's making me giggle but expect it would stop your spending in one go! Yum yum yum!

You are a good man. Your depression is the only problem.

Ps you know you can't control how little k chooses to live his life right? You've got it, you can only teach your values and let him live his life .

And you have made very genuine changes. Which is worth many times more than rich people talking c*** . Good luck 2014 is the year you discover what happy is .

mum2one

Was it today you started the music classes, hope they went ok xx

Iwillsucceed_2

Hi Alex!
I am afraid if you continue the way you are behaving at the moment, life would past you by!
You keep refering back too many times to your past! It is an ankar that is preventing you from moving forward! 'I had, I did, I went.. Etc, etc! You are stuck in the past and anxious about future events and not enjoying the present really! Where are you at at the moment? Live more the present! Use your gift! (music teaching) to help others! If you have free time, use it wisely! That should help! :-)
Or read some books:
Your money or your life by Alvin Hall :-)
Beyond fear by Dorothy Rowe
Rich dad and poor dad by Robert Kiyosaki ! Surely the latter is a must read if you are going to inherit your parents' BTLs! or as you said in the past, you were thinking in future to invest on properties to let.

Regards,

AlexLK

Tuesday 7th January, 2014.
Day 132.

Dear Diary,

I'm not in a particularly good place right now: last night I hardly slept, had far too much to drink and as a consequence suffered quite the embarrassment. However, I forced myself up this morning, did some work and kept the promise to myself that I'd go to the introductory session of this music project I'm volunteering to be a part of despite really, really not wanting to. Yes, today Mr. K. visited a; shock horror , state education establishment and I'm going to focus on the positives, for once I hear you cry.

The teachers really did dress like those in "Educating Yorkshire", a myriad of dodgy, cheap cufflinks, brown shoes with black trousers and middle aged women in ill fitting cardigans. The pupils: mainly loud, brash and with that unique brand of pre-teen arrogance I remember all too well. Fighting the urge to pull about half a dozen of them to the front of the class, leaving the music to one side and instead spending my time teaching them how to tie a neat half-Windsor, I wondered what on earth I was doing there. My nerves were being to fray when one of them dared to make a comment about my appearance, making me realise something; I thought they looked stupid and they clearly thought the same about me before I'd even so much as said a word. However, instead of focusing on ridiculous observations, I introduced myself and got on with the task in hand.

If there was one thing I didn't expect to happen, it was that these kids would generally leave a good impression on me, even if some left me wanting to have "a word" with the parents'. Some of the things I was told genuinely shocked me but whilst we got off to a shaky start by the end I was looking forward to seeing their progress next week.

Two things to be thankful for:
An understanding wife and happy son.
The seemingly never ending laughs at this: End of session "Any questions?", short silence ... "What's a clay pigeon, sir?" :rotfl: Apparently, she'd "always wanted to know" and I'd know the answer "because you're "well" posh, sir." Mrs. K. could not stop laughing at this. Doesn't sound quite so funny after writing it, though.

Summary:
-£50.00 Diesel - LR.

Yours Faithfully,
Alex.

AlexLK

heartbreak_star wrote: »

You know what? This is an awesome post. You've opened up a bit, found something positive and even had a chuckle at me I like!

EDIT: Except for the bit where you call yourself weak *stern glare*!

HBS x

Thanks, onwards and upwards, eh?

MollyMischief wrote: »

No need to apologise Alex, but thank you anyway!
Molly xx

You are most welcome. I was losing it yesterday but that is still no excuse.

7roland8 wrote: »

Oh Alex - never think that.

What you have to offer your son may be different but never think that it cannot be better or as good.

You sound like a marvellous father - spending time and playing with him - doing his party and the Christmas Elf thing - how wonderful is that.

Don't think I have one memory of my dad doing anything with me - though he was always 'there'.

You give your son love and attention - and that is worth a million times the money your parents can supply.

I was quite a lonely and isolated child but my dad was happy to spend some of his limited money on things for me - whether I wanted them or not - but it used to annoy me and I can remember telling my mum I didn't want things but that rather more of a life and mixing with people my own age. Stuff does not matter.

You often hear of unhappy little rich kids - who have everything (materially) but not what they crave - love and attention.

What about all those lovely walks you two go on. And as he gets older you can do lots more interesting stuff together.

Roland, thank you. I'm nothing but a big kid myself and in all honesty I like the toys, the exploring and Elf almost as much as he does. OK, I've confessed.

I wasn't really allowed to "be" a child, everything was serious and a competition. My parents were always working, they did make time for me but only if I was going to act "like a grown up".

PippiShortsock

AlexLK wrote: »

End of session "Any questions?", short silence ... "What's a clay pigeon, sir?" :rotfl: Apparently, she'd "always wanted to know" and I'd know the answer "because you're "well" posh, sir."

Well that certainly made me laugh! I have a vision in my head of you turning up at this school in full Wodehouse regalia - tweed plus fours and a monocle. Please tell me you did....

AlexLK

bess1234 wrote: »

I refuse to get dragged back into your diary Alex as I am poor enough to not be able to spend my time drifting through your day. But it is so hard because you are a very genuine and open man Alex. That's nothing to do with money. That's just really likeable and you.

I've started to imagine you as a binge eater. Something to do with filling a void with comfort eating. Except you eat £20 notes. Next time you hit the pen shop imagine stuffing yourself with twenties! It's making me giggle but expect it would stop your spending in one go! Yum yum yum!

You are a good man. Your depression is the only problem.

Ps you know you can't control how little k chooses to live his life right? You've got it, you can only teach your values and let him live his life .

And you have made very genuine changes. Which is worth many times more than rich people talking c*** . Good luck 2014 is the year you discover what happy is .

:rotfl: You've made me smile with your binge eating £20 notes and thank you.

I'm starting to realise that I cannot control how my son will live him life in the future.

I hope so.

mum2one wrote: »

Was it today you started the music classes, hope they went ok xx

Read my diary entry, I think you'll probably smile.

Iwillsucceed wrote: »

Hi Alex!
I am afraid if you continue the way you are behaving at the moment, life would past you by!
You keep refering back too many times to your past! It is an ankar that is preventing you from moving forward! 'I had, I did, I went.. Etc, etc! You are stuck in the past and anxious about future events and not enjoying the present really! Where are you at at the moment? Live more the present! Use your gift! (music teaching) to help others! If you have free time, use it wisely! That should help! :-)
Or read some books:
Your money or your life by Alvin Hall :-)
Beyond fear by Dorothy Rowe
Rich dad and poor dad by Robert Kiyosaki ! Surely the latter is a must read if you are going to inherit your parents' BTLs! or as you said in the past, you were thinking in future to invest on properties to let.

Regards,

I'm terrified of the future but thank you for the message.

AlexLK

PippiShortsock wrote: »

Well that certainly made me laugh! I have a vision in my head of you turning up at this school in full Wodehouse regalia - tweed plus fours and a monocle. Please tell me you did....

I'll tell you anything you want to hear, my dear.

No, of course I didn't, sorry to disappoint. :rotfl:

Iwillsucceed_2

Well done Alex! Volunteering using your gift to help others! Great!
Money is just money, it's a tool... Money will always follow those who follow their heart's passion!

I bet some children thought you were 'dead boring' ha ha ha !