Happenings
A bus ran a red light near downtown yesterday and hit a lightrail train. The videos of the crash are scary. Check 'em out.
Capt. Phil Harris of the Cornelia Marie died. He was one of the captains on Deadliest Catch. He was also one of my favorites. What a loss. He was a great fisherman and will be missed by many.
On to me... I had a session with my therapist, Monica, on Friday. We talked about a lot of stuff, including my e-mail rant to her last week about Mom's behavior and what I can do to deal with it. So, we've figured out a plan. Avoidance and boundaries. Basically, if I can avoid her, I will. If I need to talk to her about something, I'll e-mail or text first. She seems to be able to be more rational in responding when it's written. If I talk to her and she starts to wig and/or become bitchy at me, I will say something like, "Mom, you're being kinda grouchy, so I'm going to go upstairs/wherever." Sis figures this will cause Mom to escalate in order to drag me into a fight. My goal is to just walk away and not engage. That's going to be the super hard part. Wish me luck.
In other news... Fibromyalgia fucking sucks. I'm hoping once spring really starts to come I'll not be so uncomfortable. Oh.. also.. my GP put me on a tiny dose of thyroid medicine to see if that will help my metabolism and level out some of my other symptoms, like the fact that I'm always burning hot. Well, the medication has decreased my internal thermostat significantly. I can stand having the heater on. I'm not wearing shorts in winter. I'm impressed. However, it's causing me to have such bad knee pain. I dislocated my left knee walking downstairs several nights ago. That was no fun at all. Mom was annoyed that I asked her to come take a look at it. Then she was annoyed that I was in pain, and told me she hurt worse knee-wise. I know that, but I figured she could empathize. It seems to be really hard for her to do that, so I'm going to stop expecting it.
I'm craving Chinese food like crazy. CRAZY. I'm going to have a nice evening because Mom will be at work and Sis will be at school from 4-9:15 tonight. Ahh... having the house to myself is so wonderful. I can crank up music, or watch movies downstairs on the big tv that neither of them would ever see. (I watched Gamer a couple of weeks ago. I love Gerry Butler, and there were a lot of scenes that showed off his gorgeous eyes, but it was a total guy movie. It was basically nothing but blood and tits. However, I have a part of me (kinda 18yr old boyish) that loves muscle cars, fixing stuff, and guy movies like that.)
Capt. Phil Harris of the Cornelia Marie died. He was one of the captains on Deadliest Catch. He was also one of my favorites. What a loss. He was a great fisherman and will be missed by many.
On to me... I had a session with my therapist, Monica, on Friday. We talked about a lot of stuff, including my e-mail rant to her last week about Mom's behavior and what I can do to deal with it. So, we've figured out a plan. Avoidance and boundaries. Basically, if I can avoid her, I will. If I need to talk to her about something, I'll e-mail or text first. She seems to be able to be more rational in responding when it's written. If I talk to her and she starts to wig and/or become bitchy at me, I will say something like, "Mom, you're being kinda grouchy, so I'm going to go upstairs/wherever." Sis figures this will cause Mom to escalate in order to drag me into a fight. My goal is to just walk away and not engage. That's going to be the super hard part. Wish me luck.
In other news... Fibromyalgia fucking sucks. I'm hoping once spring really starts to come I'll not be so uncomfortable. Oh.. also.. my GP put me on a tiny dose of thyroid medicine to see if that will help my metabolism and level out some of my other symptoms, like the fact that I'm always burning hot. Well, the medication has decreased my internal thermostat significantly. I can stand having the heater on. I'm not wearing shorts in winter. I'm impressed. However, it's causing me to have such bad knee pain. I dislocated my left knee walking downstairs several nights ago. That was no fun at all. Mom was annoyed that I asked her to come take a look at it. Then she was annoyed that I was in pain, and told me she hurt worse knee-wise. I know that, but I figured she could empathize. It seems to be really hard for her to do that, so I'm going to stop expecting it.
I'm craving Chinese food like crazy. CRAZY. I'm going to have a nice evening because Mom will be at work and Sis will be at school from 4-9:15 tonight. Ahh... having the house to myself is so wonderful. I can crank up music, or watch movies downstairs on the big tv that neither of them would ever see. (I watched Gamer a couple of weeks ago. I love Gerry Butler, and there were a lot of scenes that showed off his gorgeous eyes, but it was a total guy movie. It was basically nothing but blood and tits. However, I have a part of me (kinda 18yr old boyish) that loves muscle cars, fixing stuff, and guy movies like that.)