The Last Straw
The plumbers came today and turned off the water to the house. Thankfully, that was only for while they were working on moving the pipes and fixing the sink and dishwasher line issues. However, the turning off of the water became the last straw for me. I'm so tired and emotionally drained that I broke down in tears several times today. I knew the house was going to be a mess but I just didn't realize it was going to be this bad. I thought, "This will be a breeze we can move the food into the basement fridge and go on as usual." I was wrong. I was so wrong that each day this has been going on I have felt like a prisoner in my own home. I can't really go anywhere until noon or so when the guys go out on their lunch break and my mom is able to move my car. Their truck has been blocking our driveway and poor mom and I haven't been able to really eat anything that's actually around the house because there really isn't anything around the house to eat. We can't just go to the grocery and get food to bring home. We've been eating takeout or fast food every single day since last Wednesday. So today was the last straw for me.
It felt very good to get over to the gym tonight and workout. Sure, it's later than I'm used to but it was so freeing. It felt so good to be with someone other than my mom and to be someplace where I'm not just wandering around trying to kill time. When I came home from the gym the first thing I did was to e-mail my sister. I had asked her if I could spend some time at her house with family and tonight I decided I couldn't take another day like this. So I let her know what was going on here and that I'm going to be at her house for the rest of the week. I'll try and come home on Monday so I can go do stuff with the trainer again. I'll at least be able to use my computer there to hop on the net since they figured out what the password is. Hopefully, by Monday things will be more livable in the house again.
It felt very good to get over to the gym tonight and workout. Sure, it's later than I'm used to but it was so freeing. It felt so good to be with someone other than my mom and to be someplace where I'm not just wandering around trying to kill time. When I came home from the gym the first thing I did was to e-mail my sister. I had asked her if I could spend some time at her house with family and tonight I decided I couldn't take another day like this. So I let her know what was going on here and that I'm going to be at her house for the rest of the week. I'll try and come home on Monday so I can go do stuff with the trainer again. I'll at least be able to use my computer there to hop on the net since they figured out what the password is. Hopefully, by Monday things will be more livable in the house again.