The Cost of Suffering

 I have not spoken with Warren since August 29, 30, 2026 about the cost of my suffering. He is aware that the financial investment I made into my marital property will be remunerated, by him, to Elfrieda. I suggested a fee, per month, for using the two projects that I completed at 225. Well, I actually did a lot more renovating than just the bathroom and gazebo but the dogs surely did wreck the floor after I refinished it. You can't imagine how a hot, sweaty dog, laying where it shouldn't, wreaks... havoc.

I really liked young Buhler. I'm trying to remember what he said that day, "You got your materials." Yes, that was it. I still don't know what he meant by that. Young Buhler knows how much gravel he dumped on the driveway when I was building up the back of the house. The earth had depleted at least 12 inches in depth. That is where I, also, laid the Barkman patio stones... Warren was at work when I used my truck to pick up all those stones from the Coop Building Center. They were so heavy, I had to pick them up in two loads. Warren helped a little with laying them. I did all the planning of where they needed to go. McMunn's had a few and I bought all they had of that style (the wood- look stones) and then filled in with a few grey ones.

I will be needing a lot of 'living income' to pay for this temporary dwelling I have been forced to sign for. It is a very unpleasant place to try to survive in and so expensive when there are no amenities in- suite, like washer and dryer. I did all of Warren's laundry for the entire four plus years I have lived in/ on my marital property. 

I really miss my microwave, (I bought that at Mega Deals.), etcetera.

I am sure Warren really appreciates all the cleaning I have done. He cleaned the tub, once, after we installed a new tub we bought at Home Hardware. Do you think I spoiled him too much?

I certainly hope he and his brother (the brother lives in a house trailer, out of town), have stopped dreaming of a new Lexus. I was really tired of that conversation. They were talking that nonsense in 2022, at Christmastime already. Ken never did buy anything new. I can't imagine how they can afford that. Warren's Veloster, which he bought out from his youngest son, is not a very practical vehicle. My 2014 van, which I bought in Dauphin, (after my truck was written off by the insurance company) is not in good enough condition to drive to Dauphin and back. I had an appointment to have something fixed but, a very terrible thing happened that morning and I was not able to get my van fixed. I think the same repair is needed, on my van, that the Veloster had fixed when the wheel fell off when Warren and Elfrieda were driving home from Clear Lake.

When we were at our 'most wealthy,' we only ate dinner, in a restaurant, once or twice a year. I cooked 363 days per year, making our dinner and sometimes breakfast and baking and gardening. This year my tomato harvest was stolen so I wasn't able to make that delicious sauce we lived on the entire winter, three winters in a row.

 

This is the man I cooked for... and renovated for... and he is going to give me so many blessings from my work on that property, where we got married, 225.

I was forced to survive in my white flip flops even though I have 35 years worth of my clothing and footwear at 225. I wasn't allowed to wear my white flip flops for two days, August 30, and August 31, 2026. I was forced to be barefoot. I was very sick on the 31st from all the germs on the floors I was forced to walk on.

My navy lace wedding dress I purchased at Super Thrifty. My magenta lace dress, floor- length, I purchased at Winners. My dark plum lace dress I purchased at The Bay. I wore the dark plum dress and the magenta lace dresses to Handel's Messiah... different years.

Shovelling snow... wow, Elfrieda shovelled and shovelled and shovelled that driveway, for four years.

Precious Memories

My estate, in my marital home, in Dauphin, Manitoba... holds all my precious memories in picture form as well as my birth certificate and all my legal documents of my life.

All of my 'life belongings' are of no interest to my husband Warren but, because of his attack on me and the subsequent refusal, on his part, abusing the law, to disallow me access to my 'entire estate,' at that address... that action has now put full blame for any damage or missing items squarely upon Warren.

Last year, I developed 1,000 photos at the big box store. 

I sent a photo of Warren to my son so he knows what my husband and I look like. I also sent him a photo of Warren, sitting on the grey chair with my photo box (sepia- toned roses). I'm sure my son remembers that photo box from our life at 90 Forest Cove Drive.

I still have photo boxes full of photos, at this address... from my life before I moved to Dauphin. One photo box says... "Filled With Love." I have photos of all my 100+ family just on my born into family side. Pictures of all of my brothers' and sisters' children and their children are in my photo boxes. Photos of my parents, and grandparents... old photos that cannot be replaced are there as well. 

So, I am expecting all my belongings and all my 'precious memories' photos of my family and my 15+ year project to be intact and in the perfect condition that they were in when I was forced to leave my home between August 29- August 30, 2026.

If there is any damage to any of my 'life belongings' I will consider that this was a 'premeditated' attack on my life. The condition of and each item that I own being restored to me, in perfect condition, as it was, at the time of the attack on my personhood, is going to determine if this was an act of malice against Elfrieda.

I await to see my 'life belongings' to verify any wrongdoing and because the only two people who have lived at this address are... Elfrieda and Warren... this will be a very easy determination to prove.

I am holding Warren accountable for all my personal information that is in my 'life belongings' at this address. Every name, of my 100+ family that is in those photo boxes is my personal life and these photos are not to be touched by anyone.

My project... in totality, at this address, is very dear. I am going to be asking a very large sum of money if any of it is ruined... including my self- published novels. 

  

My Estate

 Elfrieda's estate is all at 225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin, Manitoba... unless Warren has moved anything from there since August 29, 2026.

A few recent purchases of survival are where I am (Elfrieda), currently, in a rental, in Winnipeg.

I am making an extensive list of my estate items, with prices, as I have a fairly good memory of how much I paid and where I would have purchased my belongings.

I will be dealing with my estate as I determine. My children are the beneficiaries of my estate.

As soon as I am given legal rights to enter my home (Warren has prevented me from going to my home). There might be 'hostile' people there who have threatened me. 

I was threatened, in 2022, by a woman Warren had a relationship with, who worked at the local cleaning company, at one time. Warren has worked at that company for many years.

My estate has been mine since I have been an adult... at the tender age of 18. I have worked and worked and worked and everything I have is my lifetime of possessions.

I am not sure what the delay is but I am taking all of my estate to Winnipeg.

Unravelling

The term 'arrested development' came to mind today and I thought... where did that come from? So, I looked it up and someone made a television show and called it that. I have never seen it. 

My thoughts on the term 'arrested development' were more about how the development of a situation led to a wrongful arrest because the officials couldn't determine who the grand liar was. If you think it's easy to determine if someone is lying about something... I can assure you, it is not nearly always easy to make a rat tell the truth.

One of the biggest problems any of us will ever have, regarding proving something, is the illusive determinant called 'motive.'

Let's say a husband steals something from his wife but the wife doesn't know about it.

Question 1. How could a husband steal from his wife, who is constantly there, in the house they share together?

Answer. Does he steal when she is not in the house? Has some situation arisen that has caused a wife to be away from home? (Business trip? Something very evil... like a law, manipulated by a lying rat, who thinks he is so much smarter than an entire law enforcement agency and all the people who must spend hours and hours unravelling a very simple, yet impossible situation to prove, because the husband refuses to tell the truth.) 

Now, this situation can also be the other way around... I have sons and I do not, for one instance, think they have perfectly sweet wives that would never do anything to harm the reputations of their husbands. These women have done some things they should never be proud of. Once again, I am going to be very careful here and say that... maybe these women were manipulated into doing something they wouldn't even have thought about doing, unless a very bad person had told them to ruin a persons' reputation for some kind of gain.

So, real life example here... 

When my Bruce died, I found out what an evil family really is. 

While still alive, Bruce would say, 'You don't want to meet my family.' I was rather shocked that Bruce would think that his family was so bad that he would need to protect me from them. I didn't argue with this and I did not meet any of his family until he died. 

That is when they really showed themselves to be what Bruce had said they were... opportunistic, news story aggressive and... when I called a lawyer, he simply said...                                                that family is trying to get unjust gain from you.

Now, a little bit of background information on the work I did in the house where Bruce and I lived. 

Renovations- I invested a lot of time, energy, and my personal finances into that house.

This was the living room, at that house... same stuff I, currently, have at 225, in Dauphin.

Oh, the armoire, picture here, I sold. The one, in Dauphin, is the same one I had in the bedroom, at this address.

 

There are those famous garden boxes that were my Mother's Day gifts...

only one was moved to Dauphin.

Now, when Bruce was alive, he said, 'Kitty, half this house is yours now and when I die, the whole house is yours.'

This is Bruce's printing on a window I had stored under the stairs as I worked on refinishing them.

One of the names he called me was 'Kitty.'

So, Bruce's wishes, for us, and me, in particular, were never honoured by his family.

I am still owed money from my renovation work at this address.

Now, I can assure you, that Bruce never attacked me. He was a gentleman.

But... what Bruce didn't have time to do... was... protect me from his family... legally... 

He was so busy taking pictures of the new renovation and proving to the bank that his property had been renovated... that he forgot to protect his renovator wife. I am still waiting for my money from this renovation. 

And... I am, definitely, waiting for money from my current investment renovation, at 225. 

Bruce was often away, on business, and, I can assure you, I never stole one thing, from my beloved, because that is my character.

Now, what will be the revealed character of my Warren husband, when he finally contacts me?

Will my house, belongings, and food, furniture, and entire household goods, of my 63 years, be intact and untouched by strangers or is there a betrayal going on?

 

Thanks giving

 

This is my old Ralph Lauren 'denim supply' jacket that I splurged on... in...

2012? 2013? 

I installed a really nice hook, in my bedroom, at 

225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin... and this jacket is hanging on that hook.

I still like it.

I also installed a very nice, ornate hook at the back door, at 225... I will be needing that for some of my clothes... where I live.

How many pictures do I need to post... of all my 'stuff' at 225, in Dauphin?

These boots are in my vintage 'Holland' suitcase, in the basement, at 225... they were a gift from my son...

The 'Harlequin' cushion cover is in my wicker trunk... in the living room, at 225...

I think I have four of those in my inventory...

This is the shed floor that I painted at 90 Forest Cove... for that 'Harlequinade' look... mentioned in The Orchard Walk- El Dueck.

Today, I am just giving thanks for all the blessings that I have in my inventory, at 225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin. I have a lot of inventory there. I have a huge supply of fabrics and thread and I am very eager to get all my 'work' supplies to keep my financial future secure.

I am sure my husband is guarding all my possessions with due diligence, with the understanding that a 'womans' lifetime of work,' (Elfrieda's) is worthy of great respect and honour.

Today, this is to be located at 225 5th Avenue, N.E.. in Dauphin. If everything is not there and intact, I have contacted a lawyer.

I am starting a list of 63 items that I have in my inventory... I actually have a lot more than that but I will begin with 63 significant items.

Quilts- finished product

17 completed quilts- various sizes

5-10 fronts and partial quilts and duvet covers ready to sew.

14 boxes of my novels- 14 novels per box- that's 196 novels so, as you can tell, this list is going to be very extensive.

To be continued... until I receive all my 'work inventory' and my life belongings.

I am needing my stuff

 

So, I can't bake anything because my 'Canadian Mennonite' cookbook, not Warren's mothers' copy but mine... I have my rhubarb square (pictured right) and a few other recipes that I really need to do any baking... for Thanksgiving or Christmas or Easter... or company...

This is my 'cut-work' plate (above and left). I bought that at Pineridge Hollow about 20 years ago... it is stuck at 225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin. I haven't been able to bake or cook properly as my belongings have not yet been released to me... I'm not sure if anyone is living there anymore.

This 'Paris' souvenir bracelet is also stuck at the same address, in my inventory. It's not made of 'precious' metal... just an old vintage buy I made to be part of my novel collection representational items.

That's my 'rush- seat' chair that is beside my armoire, in my bedroom, at 225, in Dauphin.

That's my industrial shelf that is in my 'work room' at 225... as of my check up... August 29, 2026, it is in the front 'bedroom.'

I have all my paperwork there as well.

This is my milk glass collection which was, mostly, in the cupboard above the sink at 225. My two crystal glasses, Villeroy & Boch, (on the right in photo), are also at that address. They are the 'Boston' clear. One is very used as I used to every day. 

My punch bowl (right of photo), milk glass as well... is in my wicker basket to keep it from breaking. I actually bought that in Monticello... in the United States (antique mall), when my children were very young... about 30 years ago.

That's my wooden tray which I have, at 225, on the top shelf of my baker's rack, in the middle of the kitchen... my sister Eva and I have the same tray... we were shopping at Eaton's years ago and we each got one. I think she probably bought one, for me, she was financially able to, at the time.

These were a batch of real blue orchids that I only found once... when I was living in St, Boniface.

I decorated chocolate cupcakes with whipped cream for the guests who came by that day... 

J& L.. wonderful guests.

This is the bed frame, in the basement, at 225, that I purchased from a garage sale up at Dauphin Lake, I think. I'm still waiting for both my bed frames, they're 'double' beds... the other one I purchased on Hawthorne, two months ago.

This little quilt is one of my 'memory quilts.' It's the only one my Mom made, in my life belongings.

This is my sign and cake plate... stuck at 225... Sigh!

I used to eat a lot of blueberries and yogurt... 

That is my 'one' and only blue plate of that style... it is a old antique... 

That's a caramel sauce I made for my children... 

That is one thing I have tasted that Shauna, Warren's relative brought for one dinner.

When I get my recipe books... I'll see if there is hand written recipe of hers... 

My chocolate roll... 'Company's Coming...;' I would make this for Tammy because it was gluten- free.

I could put so many pictures of my baking, over the years... but, suffice it to say...

All my pans, and dishes, and ingredients are still at 225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin... so, things are feeling very impoverished where I am right now...

without being able to get all my life belongings to bless more meals... and people.

My Novel- My Keys

I still have keys to 3 Donegal Bay and 90 Forest Cove Drive, neatly in my possessions, at 225 5th Avenue, N.E., in Dauphin, so... they better be there when I get my belongings. I know exactly what kind of 'pouch' I have them stored in... They are my mementos.

So, I will continue the timeline of what happened to me... 

I will make honourable mention, (in my novel) of all the huge, gentle, officers that made sure I couldn't be hit twice. It was like being in the land of the giants, those officers are so, physically, big. 

A church official felt I needed a safe place to stay. I had been forced to walk from the courthouse to the church in my 'nightgown.' I had asked to go home, in the night, but was not allowed to. I was very sick the second night. Then, I asked for a 'over- shirt' to be sourced, if I was not allowed to contact anyone. That was provided and I wore that over my 'nightgown' for my long walk to the church, past a construction crew.

So a hotel room was booked for me, in Neepawa, by a church official whom I am sure must believe in human rights. There were no rooms in Dauphin. 

By Tuesday, September 1, 2026, @ 9:36:41, I was at Super Thrifty, in Neepawa, purchasing something I had a brand new package of at 225 5th Avenue, N,E., in Dauphin.

This is still my Forest Cove, 2014, photo. My Romance sign was on the mantle, at that time.

Warren will be able to see, from this photo, all the items that are, currently, at 225, but were, already at my Forest Cove house, in 2010 and forward. I can see my published novels, (first novel) on the shelf so this photo would have been taken by Christmas, 2012 or in 2013. This is my first novel I have self- published so, what people who have never done this work, don't realize is that the 'printer' doesn't always have a firm date as to when the book will be ready. So, mine was actually ready by Christmas, 2012 but I had put 2013 as the year of publication to be sure my hired printer could have time to be ready. Some of my boxes say... 'Bad run' print and that is because the printer had problems with the binding.

I love writing.

I'm fairly good at it. I write essays just for the pure enjoyment of it.

I would not, necessarily, have decided to include some of the 'harsher' realities of life, in my new novel. The first chapters I wrote are so 'dark' I have re- written, and re- thought, and planned how to include all the information that I want to include in 426, or so, pages. 

I'm trying to determine how much of the novel should be 'reality- based' and how much should be 'Romance.' 

I have been told that someone, in Winnipeg, will contact me to...

write an essay?

I'm not exactly sure what I will be forced to do. I am not sure what my husband will be forced to do, either. 

This situation is costing a lot of money I don't have so...