Missed a few days...lets see what I can remember...
Tuesday:
Finished up moving the stuff in the house. We got up about an hour late though. Tried to move the fridge up but that didn't work out too well as apparently all full-size fridges are heavy. Its cool though, I don't really wanna pay for powering the thing if I don't have to. Plus its spider infested now. Took a quick shower and got dropped off at the train station so I could make it to class for my quiz. The beau ran the UHaul truck back up to Marietta and retrieved my car and then me from the train station again after the test. Nap time. Woke up feeling sickish in time for CWTV but ran out to get food in the middle of 90210. Watched what I could and watched Privileged and stayed up for a while while like normal.
Wednesday:
Woke up feeling really sick and emailed sick to work. Slept until like 6 and got up to go get food. Decided I wanted jerk chicken but didn't feel like cooking it that day so I went to get the supplies to make it and went to KFC and Wendy's for current dinner. Got back, watched *gasp* CWTV, caught some itis, prepared the chicken for Thursday and doped up on allergy and headache meds and theraflu. Sleep.
Thursday:
Still felt sick so got up and slowly made my way to my first class. Decided after that one I needed hot tea and rest and went to the library for a chamomile and lemon tea (they have grapefruit...must try!) and some bookage. Decided to look for the Left Behind series since I have books 1-8 and 12 and wanted to know what happens between them. Found the books and chilled out. Got hungry and checked out my books and went to the student center for some waffle fries. Ate and went to the flag building to read some more while waiting for my group meeting. Slept. Woke up and went to the meeting. Left meeting and listend to my phone messages as mom had been constantly calling since Tuesday. Got pissed at her messages (more below). Called the beau and vented about it until I got to the MARTA station and saw the train coming. Received marriage proposal on train from disabled transfer Techie. Got home and finished venting and put marinaded chicken in oven. Added rice and spinach and dinner was served. Wached season premiere of Ugly Betty (didn't even know it was coming on until the cable box told me!) while eating. Watched some more tv and some on demand and went to sleep.
Today:
Woke up and watcvhed some tv and played some video games while waiting for the beau to get ready to leave. He was doing some work for his dad on a computer and we needed to drop it back off. Went up there for that and hung out for a little while with everyone (dad, wife, two kids). Went to Chili's, dropped the beau at the studio and came home.
On mom:
Alright, so we had a bit of a falling out and then decided to agree to disagree and try to have a healthy mother-daughter relationship again. I'm thinking that means she'll leave me alone like she used to until she needed something...which I guess is the case but her need of things has somehow become so important that she needs to call me 4 times in an hour and a total of about 8 times a day. For what? Because she wanted her mail. Not that anyone was in the hospital, on fire, or bleeding. Mail. Mail that she already knows about and isn't important enough to have to have on hand. TWO PIECES OF ONE PAGE, INFORMATIONAL, NON-RESPONDABLE MAIL. Also, she didn't have her surgery on Tuesday but instead got vital-checked and told to come back at 6am on Friday. SO, why on EARTH would she call me and start talking about me taking her? It was NEVER discussed, NEVER promised, NEVER ASKED. She just starts going on about me taking her and how I needed to call her so she could go to my grandmother's house, then it was your grandmother is over here and we're going to go but I need you to take us and pick us up...I JUST WANT HER TO ASK ME! I still probably wouldn't have done it because I already had plans and didn't know what time they were going to take place, but I really just want her to ask. And not call me 20 times ONLY when she wants something. Not to mention she only asked about my well-being a good twice during all of it. This shit streeses me the fuck out and I need to just tell her and get it over with. I know some would say I'm being a bad daughter or that she loves me and all this and that and you know...they can shove it right now. She's no walk in the frickin park and I know that doesn't mean I should "dishonor her" or whatever but I just want to be respected too. I spent all of 24.5 years damn near breaking myself and fucking up my sanity "honoring my mother" so you can bite if you think I should keep being used because she bore me. I WILL NOT do anything to blatanly disrespect her, and I don't find not answering my phone or looking out for my own health to be disrespectful. Alright, vent over.
Since I'm not going to bed yet I need to find something to occupy my time...video games, reading, internet...
G'Night
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