more bad days ahead.
Well, I thought that today might be fun. My mom gave me some money to get some new cloths with. I was thinking some more work clothing and maby a couple cloths to "hang out" in. Well, I was only gone a couple hours when she called my cell and started harping on me for taking forever to get cloths. My only problem is there aren't many cloths that I like that can fit my bust line. Unless I want to show extra clevage, which I'm usually not too much of a fan of. Anywho, I just finished shopping at lane bryant and was about to head over to torid when I got the call. I said okay, I'll be home as soon as possible. Mainly because I was waiting for my ride aobut then. Who, by the way wanted to stop by joann fabrics to get some more thread for a quilt that she's making. I said okay...no biggie. I just had to get home within a reasonable amount of time. By that time I got another call. My mom asked me where the chicken for tonight's dinner was. I said that I didn't know and that my sister was supposed to be getting it out last night. She said that was bull shit and she asked over three times each person where it was. I said that I was sorry and that I could make something else if she wanted when I got home. Well that wasn't good enough for her. She instead said that she and my father were going out for dinner tonight and my sister and I were to wait here and eat whatever we could find. I didn't even get a chance to hit torid...I had to just run home and do "my share" of the chores. Which mainly includes my chores, my siters chores and my fathers' chores. Let's just say that I was buisy and extremly pissed off. Well, I'm not talking to her unless I absolutly have to and I'm just going to do my own thing. What doesn't quite help is that I'm extremly depresed, pissed-off, and quite lathargic. I guess the only thing that I could do is look for a better job and move out of the house. Although I might just keep my job as a part time once a week thing for one specail friend. Just so that he could see the liquid chocolate dripping off of my face and landing on my plush, warm, breasts. Which by the way are overflowing my skin tight shirts. *had to add that bit of chuckles*