Oh, wait... I'm sure I have.
Yeah, so today I finished packing almost everything into the car, ready to go as soon as I can. I don't know. I am just anxious to get home. I am anxious to be at my house, with my family, with my own bed, and my kids' own beds, and get ready for christmas, and get out of this apartment, and get things done. I'm not a patient person. I've never claimed to be one.
But I've had two EXTREMELY frustrating events happen in the last 2 weeks (one of course doesn't even come CLOSE to the other, but it's still very heartbreaking nonetheless). Mom, and my silly ring. I am so frustrated about the ring!!!! I have no CLUE where it could be, I've scoured everything. Looked everywhere. And I'm going back over to my friends' house tomorrow to look again. And today I tried to order minutes for my phone online. I did, they took my money just fine, but the dang minutes wouldn't show up on my phone so I called and of course the guy's an IDIOT and my minutes run out cause he's screwing around and then I have no way of taking care of it cause my phone is DEAD!!!! So I call Nathan from a payphone and tell him to take care of it and he can't till I can talk to him but I can't freakin talk to him cause I have no phone!!! So I get on I-chat (thank goodness for I-chat) and he calls the idiots and we finally get that taken care of, but I was waiting for the stupid laser engraver to tell me the headstone was done, but he never called, so I called him and he said THURSDAY!!!!! WTH happened to Tuesday?!?!?!?!?! So now do I stay or do I go!?!?!? I want to go home so bad. I want to go home!!!!!!!!!!!!! It's not that I don't have friends here or that I want to put this behind me that quickly... I just need to go home. *cries* I want to go home! *stomps foot and pouts* Damn them for making me miss out on seeing her headstone, oh I know, if I wanted to bad enough I'd stick around... right? Guilt guilt guilt...
And I know there's still things I need to do. I hate leaving things undone, but some I can't even do till I get teh death cert in the mail, and it goes to AL. UUURGH. I still have several things I have to go do in the a.m. before I can leave. I'm just ... I really wanted to have the headstone done before I left.
Am I a bad daughter for not sticking around to see it done?
Probably.
2 comments:
No, you're not. You're also a person and a mother whose kids have been out of their house. You need to go home and try to get some normalcy back, at least, especially for the boys. You can see the headstone soon. Go home sweetie.
PS. Your mom understands. She's not at the graveyard anyway.
You are not a bad daughter, not in the least. The whole situation sucks and your frustration is completely understandable. I know it probably doesn't seem like it right now but everything will work out OK-you'll get it all straightened out. JessK is right, your mom understands. Hang in there!
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