Oh my. So much caught up on. Too much for a Meara.
{{{{ }}}}} to... well... seems like EVERYONE.
rant on...
Didja ever notice how when your pissy, say because of work, little things really get under your skin?? After spending the evening in the laundromat, I decided to hit the supermarket for some breakfast supplies. I have my re-usable bag with me. I only want to get one bag of stuff. Keep it light, right?
So this old guy comes up to me with a cart and is like "here you go" "um, no thanks, I'm good" "no, you need it. See, you can lean on it, it makes shopping easier" "no thanks, actually, I got my bag, and I know when its too heavy for me to carry home. But thanks" "No, its ok, even I lean on it while shopping. Go ahead, take it. Its easier" At this point I walk away saying politely "no thanks".
Come on people. I'm 36 fucking years old. I've been on these crutches all my gorrum life! Dontcha think I know if I need a fucking shopping cart??!!?? It took a great deal of energy to stay polite. Even though, I feel what he was doing, while good intention, was SUPER FUCKING RUDE. Like I'm some idiot who doesn't know how to use a cart, and that clearly I don't know what I'm talking about when I say no. GRRRRrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr. Sometimes, I really, REALLY hate being disabled. I mean more than than the normal "this sucks" moments.
This rant brought to you by a whole heap of angst at work ... and the letter Q... and the number 3... dunno why those last two things, but, heck, why not.
/rant
My Mom has accidentally sent an email to my sister that was intended for me. The email was about how much my sister's actions have hurt me. Now sister is talking about moving to India. Mostly I feel bad for Mom because I've sent emails to the wrong person before and I know how awful it can be. And my fingernails which were finally starting to grow but are now being gnawed at every time I recall Mom's mistake.
Ack! Totally understand the sense of ghastly stomach-churning ick here, having contributed to a similar inadvertent email fuckup a few years ago wrt my mum seconding my sister on a not terribly complimentary email about her then-boyfriend. BUT - your sister's bloke is a dickhead. She is choosing to ignore the fact that his actions, of which she is entirely aware, have consequences - ie that you have been hurt by his hurtful behaviour.
So very easy for me to say this, I realise, since she's not my sister, but - seriously, she needs this cluestick. And if she moves to India? Well, you know, that could be a
great
thing for your relationship with her.
It certainly shouldn't feel like an emotional blackmail thing - that you have to pretend not to be hurt/bend over and ask to be screwed some more just so she doesn't have to make a melodramatic exit stage left. Moving to India would be a fabulous new adventure, and would be a fabulous roundhouse kick in the face in terms of cluestickage about a whole shedload of things. And if she can make a go of it there? Yay to her! For India is pretty damned awesome, and vibrant, and exciting, and fascinating. But also, it's about as far-removed as it's possible to be from her present life. So it's entirely likely that if she does decide to go and be an expat, she'll find herself appreciating the hell out of you.
But, you know - not my family. So I shouldn't want to smack her in the nose, really.
Anyway - IT'S THE HALF TERM HOLIDAY! YAY!
::does dance of no school for a week::
I'm 36 fucking years old
Man, I'm 39 but only half of those were fucking years
I haven't even gotten to my fucking years yet! What's up with that?
{{{Fay}}} Did I ever tell you how much I love you?
Man, I'm 39 but only half of those were fucking years
The world started fucking me the day I was born, just not in the fun way. That started (too) many years later... and quite frankly, not enough, damn it!
Oh, Laga, poor your mom! I'm always terrified of doing something like that. Also, kitty? CUTE!
So, home from the ER. Ready for a really big laugh? 'Cause this one is FUN-NY!
And pneumonia makes it the perfect trifecta! So, in case you've lost track at home, vw is currently a walking germ factory with diagnoses of mono, RSV, and pneumonia.
Will someone wake me when it's Spring, because I think I'm done for a while.
Wow vw you're so greedy. Save some diseases for the rest of us!
Persey is now bravely exploring the entire house. Pua is being a very good girl and sticking at Spidey's side.
Save some diseases for the rest of us!
I know! Really!
And now my cough has really kicked in. Mom just came to check on me. She has to be to work in like 2.5 hours. Me thinks she's not getting any sleep tonight.
there was a brief nose touch! After which Persey trotted off and Pua stood up as if to say, "wait! We have to sniff butts!"
vw I hope you're typing horizontally. Otherwise, take some fluids and get some rest, you poor thing
