May 18, 2009 00:31
House officially at war.
Yelling "you are smoking in the house. The bedroom upstairs is filled with smoke!"
"I'm in the bathroom."
"Are you smoking in the bathroom?!"
"no"
"I think your lying. I know your smoking in the house and lying! That's really shitty!!" Door slams.
Peeing in the bathroom. Dad's new wife is out of control. They are both out of control.
New "house rule". No sleeping past 8 in the morning. What bullshit is this? I'm usually up by 10, 11 at the latest. This is not a "house rule", a "waking up rule". And what shall I do with myself at 8 in the morning? I have not found a job yet, I am a night creature. Write at night.
New "house rule". I must find some volunteer work, or a therapy group. A social activity. I can no longer spend the day alone by myself.
So I must not be 25 anymore, and now I am 7.
"There is no way your just leaving and not taking your animals, leaving a $100 a month storage unit full of stuff."
There is no way I'm staying. Situation isn't working. Doing what I have to do just isn't good enough. Looking for a job every day not good enough. Not good if the day doesn't start at 8 am. Smoking outside is also smoking inside is going to the bathroom is peeing. My time with me is not healthy time spent.
It's such a perfect day, I'm glad I spent it with myself.