Update on things

Aug 15, 2006 00:58

Where do I start, prolly with the thought of that I dont expect any comments. I mean why would you comment to my journal, its nothing grand or full of things that interest me and not you. But that's okay, you chose to be here. With that aside, I'm losing my mind, having moved back into my parents house. Whilist moving, having to move their things and repair parts of the house. I will go insane with the disorganization and uncleaniness of their house. I'll be losing my mind with my father, he might be having good intensions, but DAMN. I'm the only child to have stood up to him and yell back *note you'll have to read many posts back on that argument* Lately he's been all buddy-buddy with me verses what he acts with my siblings. I dont mind it but there's a line that gets crossed way to often. And I'm sure he just means to be helpful, however, for example: after replacing the glass in the window. I starteed putting the window sealant putty along the bottom edge. Wetted the flat spade first, then placing the spade at a 45 degree from the window base to the glass. As I begin to slide down the window and evening out the putty.
Dad: Make sure you keep it angled.
Me: I know dad.
Dad: Just making sure you know what your doing.
Me: I'm sure
Dad: like i said, make sure its angled
Me: right, im trying to, but Im getting distracted
Dad: that why i said to keep it angled
Me: right
*finished the bottom and started on the left side*
Conversation from the bottom edge of the window is repeated while me slightly more annoyed and irratated
*finish left sidee and right side begins*
Half the conversation is repeated but my irritation has gave out
Dad: make sure its....
Me interupting: Angled I know, damn would you shut up?
I may have hurt his feelings, and that lasted nearly two minutes before he said it again.
Me: You know I'm almost finished, I think I know about the being angled by now.
Later on into the evening my mother tells me that my father was rather quiet this evening until my brother came home, then he was back to his old self again. I feel slightly bad for telling him to shut up, I can only take so much. Dont get me wrong I do love my father. So everything i took from the house is now here, somewhere. and slowly beginning to look like a bedroom.

I had quit smoking for a whole week, then saturday evening came. I havent had one since Saturday night, Im really trying to quit. And I've decided to give myself a reward system for quitting..yes yes i know the ultimate reward is a longer healthier life, I just want something to mark the milestones. My first week was rewarded with a candy bar i like (i know im diabetic and that was wrong to have). My bank is going to think WTF? when i transfer $3 from my checking into savings account whenever i feel like buying a pack.

ok, i have more but im falling sleep at the pc. so partt 2 will be tomorrow
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