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Went to my grandmother's to drop something off, she said hello and smiled at me. I burst into tears.
Yeah, that kinda day.
So my aunt called later, (as it was kind of her phone call this morning that set me off... I had been all hyper-upbeat/optimistic girl to Mom's woe-is-us girl) and she asks if I'm okay. I say yes. She says 'you sure?' I say yes. She asks the million dollar question.
"You're not overwhelmed, are you?"
....Oh, not at all. Not with Christmas Eve on Saturday, NO shopping done, our tree not even up, our outdoor lights not even up, the house a mess, the kitty litter needing changing, a broken vacuum cleaner, a pile o' dishes, a pile o' laundry, a visit to Wilton tomorrow, my aunt coming in Tuesday, my brother having girlfriend issues and therefore taking out his anger on us, my brother being a lazy bum now I'm home and making me do everything, and my mother literally out of commission because of her arm, and not a second to call my own.
Nope. Not overwhelmed at all.
I laughed at her.
And then she told me I had until Tuesday to call Dell and figure out what I have to do to get MY laptop working.
Thanks. Ever. So.
....I want good Rentfic. NOW. I want some good Mark fic. NOW. Some good Cedric fic would make me happy too.
I want to catch up on my sleep. Sigh.
On the other hand, a student got my email address and so has my MSN messenger name, and she IMed me and left me a message telling me that school wasn't going to be the same without me. :)
'Course, I'm going for the auction tomorrow from 1-3. But. That will be nice. Except for the 4 hours in mom's minivan because my car is imbedded in a block of ice even my brother can't remove. He tried. And the van hurts my knee and my back when I drive it. Wee for 4 hours! =P (Well, 2 each way.)
Please excuse my bitchy venting. Leave me a fun comment. Or a fic. Or a rec.
I just want email. ;)
(And now I know why Mom was always stressed around the holidays... because what the heck, I have to cook dinner every night and do we really need to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner EVERY day? I mean, honestly. That's a LOT of cooking and DISHES.)
Yeah, that kinda day.
So my aunt called later, (as it was kind of her phone call this morning that set me off... I had been all hyper-upbeat/optimistic girl to Mom's woe-is-us girl) and she asks if I'm okay. I say yes. She says 'you sure?' I say yes. She asks the million dollar question.
"You're not overwhelmed, are you?"
....Oh, not at all. Not with Christmas Eve on Saturday, NO shopping done, our tree not even up, our outdoor lights not even up, the house a mess, the kitty litter needing changing, a broken vacuum cleaner, a pile o' dishes, a pile o' laundry, a visit to Wilton tomorrow, my aunt coming in Tuesday, my brother having girlfriend issues and therefore taking out his anger on us, my brother being a lazy bum now I'm home and making me do everything, and my mother literally out of commission because of her arm, and not a second to call my own.
Nope. Not overwhelmed at all.
I laughed at her.
And then she told me I had until Tuesday to call Dell and figure out what I have to do to get MY laptop working.
Thanks. Ever. So.
....I want good Rentfic. NOW. I want some good Mark fic. NOW. Some good Cedric fic would make me happy too.
I want to catch up on my sleep. Sigh.
On the other hand, a student got my email address and so has my MSN messenger name, and she IMed me and left me a message telling me that school wasn't going to be the same without me. :)
'Course, I'm going for the auction tomorrow from 1-3. But. That will be nice. Except for the 4 hours in mom's minivan because my car is imbedded in a block of ice even my brother can't remove. He tried. And the van hurts my knee and my back when I drive it. Wee for 4 hours! =P (Well, 2 each way.)
Please excuse my bitchy venting. Leave me a fun comment. Or a fic. Or a rec.
I just want email. ;)
(And now I know why Mom was always stressed around the holidays... because what the heck, I have to cook dinner every night and do we really need to eat breakfast, lunch and dinner EVERY day? I mean, honestly. That's a LOT of cooking and DISHES.)
