I had to go spend all damn day helping my ex-stepmom again. She called me in a panic last night because apparently she had fallen twice, has had diarrhea for the past three days and claims she hasn't eaten anything. I get there, and it turns out she hasn't taken any of her damn pills since last SATURDAY. No wonder she's such a mess! So instead of my day of getting things done in prep for our party next weekend, I was stuck there all damn day. Every time I even walked around the bed to the other side (because she had asked me to get something from there), she'd start panicking thinking I was going to leave!
Meanwhile, H got to go to the Sounders game. I had already passed on going, even though I wanted to go, so that I could stay home and get my sewing finished, get a batch of pretzels made and frozen for next weekend, maybe get my oil changed and gussy myself up enough for a new passport photo since mine is expired and I can't go to Canada without one. I finally get home, and apparently the friend who went to the game in my stead is still here and they're watching a movie. Great.
I'm in a shitty mood. Somehow, I'm the only one who has ended up caring for this woman. My sister, her actual birth child, can't be bothered half the time. Although, to be fair, she claimed she would come over this afternoon, but instead her oldest (7) started puking and it looks like he has the flu.
Meanwhile, we're supposedly having our one big party a year next Saturday, and maybe 10 people out of 60+ have said they are coming, so in reality, we'll be LUCKY if we have 20. ^o) At this rate, what's the fucking point? I'm stressed and have WAY too much to do. Our house is a disgusting pigsty and it will take me all week just to get it clean and acceptable. Oh, but I also have to bake and grocery shop and sew and go to my stupid job AND take care of my ex step-mom while we get her back fully on her meds and take care of some problems for her because her daughter won't do it and even though I don't want to and have to give up MY stuff to do it, I just can't face myself if I abandon her.
I realized I can't remember the last time I had actual FUN. The closest time was our winery GTG. Any other activity has only been "nice," or "pleasant" but nothing that where I really felt like I had FUN or a great time, if that makes sense. I'm running ragged and bitter
I don't feel like socializing with the friend who is over. So, I went and mixed up a nice batch of vodka, lemonade, and lavender bitters. Only I decided a martini glass wasn't sufficient...so I doubled everything and put it in one of our huge margarita glasses. Hopefully I'll feel like the world is a little less shitty soon as I get closer to the bottom.
I know this is insane-o long, I'm just having to get this OUT there, you know? I'm not expecting a response, and don't need to be told that I'm a good person, or whatever. I don't really believe in heaven so its not like I'm stalking up heaven-points or anything. But just, UGH.
Woohoo margaritini!! I've decided I'm fucking awesome and I'm only half way through it But I had to share this amazing piece of story-telling I just posted on FB:
Dude, driving home I was so angry and the universe was like, "I know things feel like they suck right now, how about some sunset pink and lavender storm clouds with a motherfucking RAINBOW?" And I was like, "DUDE!!! I'm pissed! But that's making me feel like maybe everything DOESN'T COMPLETELY suck. What the hell you doing that for? Bah, I don't want to enjoy it!" And the universe was like, "Oh? Well then let me fade this side and *BAM!* Check out THIS side of the 'bow and what's this? Oh yeah, half the arc artfully appearing and reappearing through the moody sunset!" "God dammnit universe!! I'm driving!!!"
I'm drinking a hard cider tonight. I'm sorry you missed the Sounders match. It was an interesting one to say the least. I wish I could make it next Saturday but I don't think I will be able to get the following Sunday off and it's quite a drive for me.
Post by karebear219 on Sept 9, 2012 11:09:26 GMT -5
I was drinking with you. I worked until 6pm yesterday. I think I'm at 60 hours for last week. Worked this morning too. I'm ready for it to be next week end all ready when I can relax a little bit... i think.
Post by madDawg228 on Sept 10, 2012 10:36:54 GMT -5
Sorry you had such a rough Saturday IK! I was also drinking on Saturday night out of sadness, watching the Huskies depressing game was a bummer! Ditto PPs, feel free to vent away! :::hugs:::
I'm impressed with how you care for your ex-stepmom though.
i'm pretty sure it's cause she was part of her life for 20+ years.....right?
i'm sorry you had a rough day, and at the end of the day, it doesn't matter *who* you took care of, but you took care of someone who needed you, and had nobody else. you put her needs before yours. that gives you a free-pass to heaven, i think. you're a good person.