Well, went out for a smoke and I assume it was my dad who threw the interior latch, so now I'm locked out. Sat with my brothers for a bit and tried banging on the door I was sharing with parents. Now sitting in my car wondering if I can live without my luggage until the next time I see my folks (yes). I can drive home in my jammies and slippers. I have my keys and wallet and only had two beers.
Man, just ascend already.
Willow ,'Chosen'
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Juliebird - Oct 10, 2014 7:39:40 pm PDT #8008 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
Juliebird - Oct 10, 2014 7:59:15 pm PDT #8009 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
I did it. I got back in the room and grabbed all of my bags and I'm leaving. Oh my god.
Connie Neil - Oct 10, 2014 8:00:29 pm PDT #8010 of 30000
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beth b - Oct 10, 2014 8:06:12 pm PDT #8011 of 30000
oh joy! Oh Rapture ! I have a brain!
I'm sorry Juliebird, that is just all kinds of wrong. Be safe
Jesse - Oct 11, 2014 3:19:30 am PDT #8012 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Yikes, Julie. That sounds like the right call.
Zenkitty - Oct 11, 2014 3:20:07 am PDT #8013 of 30000
Every now and then, I think I might actually be a little odd.
I think you were right to bail, Juliebird. Badness.
Theodosia - Oct 11, 2014 3:53:39 am PDT #8014 of 30000
'we all walk this earth feeling we are frauds. The trick is to be grateful and hope the caper doesn't end any time soon"
Setting limits can be healthy.
Jesse - Oct 11, 2014 4:11:14 am PDT #8015 of 30000
Sometimes I trip on how happy we could be.
Ugh, I cannot figure out how to arrange my weekend so that I can see friends, see my father, and do my work. Going to the nursing home for meals really fucks up the day -- lunch is at noon, and dinner is at five, and it really takes two hours to get there, visit, and get home. Makes it hard to do anything in the afternoon, either way!
Juliebird - Oct 11, 2014 5:22:20 am PDT #8016 of 30000
I am the fly who dreams of the spider
Woke up feeling snugly with my cats, then remembered what I'd done. Now I'm a ball of nerves wondering what the fallout will be. I hope they finish enjoying their holiday without me and go back to NH. But that's to make myself feel less guilty about putting that look on my moms face when she saw I was packing.
I can't participate in their facade of happy little family while admitting that he's drunk all the time and that my mom keeps her wallet on her at all times in the house. Maybe they've gotten used to dealing with him through forced proximity, but I haven't, and I refuse to. I've wanted to just get into my car and drive away from visits before, and maybe I would've given it another day if Dad hadn't locked me out and failed to answer my knocks on the door.
I feel so terrible for putting a dampener on my parents and little brothers weekend, but whatever my older brother is going through gets him landed back in prison.
Anne W. - Oct 11, 2014 5:27:02 am PDT #8017 of 30000
The lost sheep grow teeth, forsake their lambs, and lie with the lions.
Julie, you did the right thing, but I know what you mean about dreading the fallout. Maybe your refusal to put up with that kind of bullshit will help knock some sense into your parents.