Ahoy, Captain! Sucky weekend off the starboard bow!
Yep, there's a sucky weekend on the horizon. Maybe an entire sucky week. Tim's prissy little wench is going to be invading our home for a weekend or more. Why can't they wait to do that until -after- Aus and I move out?
I usually dislike anyone who doesn't like animals, and the whole prissy thing is really really really irritating. Everything has to be perfect for Miss Prissy to visit.
And the way she talked to her kids, like they were -objects- that existed to do her bidding is very reminicant of the way Tim now talks to us. Definately not something to look forward to. One can only hope that they'll be out doing things or in their room doing.. whatever.. so I don't have to see her that much.
The cat is going to have to be a prisoner in our room until the wench leaves, because we wouldn't want the dirty old furball to upset Miss Prissy's delicate nature.
I feel sorry for the cat after we move out- I wish I could take him with us, but my mother is another one of those doesn't like animals people (and not to meantion the joys of transporting a cat across country).
Heh.. it sort of sucks when someone's happiness drains everyone around them, but that's how this is. Tim's relationship with this woman is like.. vampiric.. sucking all the life out of everything around it.
Blargh. Its not really love anyway when you have to change everything about yourself to meet with someone's prissy little standards of perfection.
I usually dislike anyone who doesn't like animals, and the whole prissy thing is really really really irritating. Everything has to be perfect for Miss Prissy to visit.
And the way she talked to her kids, like they were -objects- that existed to do her bidding is very reminicant of the way Tim now talks to us. Definately not something to look forward to. One can only hope that they'll be out doing things or in their room doing.. whatever.. so I don't have to see her that much.
The cat is going to have to be a prisoner in our room until the wench leaves, because we wouldn't want the dirty old furball to upset Miss Prissy's delicate nature.
I feel sorry for the cat after we move out- I wish I could take him with us, but my mother is another one of those doesn't like animals people (and not to meantion the joys of transporting a cat across country).
Heh.. it sort of sucks when someone's happiness drains everyone around them, but that's how this is. Tim's relationship with this woman is like.. vampiric.. sucking all the life out of everything around it.
Blargh. Its not really love anyway when you have to change everything about yourself to meet with someone's prissy little standards of perfection.