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This is going to be a major rant and rave, so you can stop reading now if you'd like.
It's been rough.
Because my aunt is a hardcore bitch. Lord only knows what people in Georgetown think of my mom, me, dad, and Katie. Because the preacher who is doing the ceremony had the balls to ask my mom on the phone tonight, 'Are you going to be at the visitation and funeral?"
It's rough because we have had no family at our house. They are all at David's. Because my aunt is a hardcore bitch. And David is a sick whipped puppy. Yesterday, I worked, and all of our family friends were here all day. So I took today off work to be here.
No one has been here today. I shopped with mom til 5 and should have went to Terre Haute. Because Jake Feltner was judging the sheep show. And Brent went to the fair to see me. Because I absolutely freaking LOVE LOVE LOVE my job working for 4H and especially at the fair. Because he knew that that is where I would be to keep my mind off things. But no, I decided to stay home today and have just been a walking zombie because I have nothing or no one to keep my mind off things.
I hate that I am having to deal with the death of my grandfather but I can't just think of the good times. Because I have to deal with fucking morons like Carla Newlin and Garry Hendricks. I swear, if I can make it through the visitation and funeral, which are being held in Georgetown so that things are on their turf, without completely telling someone off, it will be a God-sent miracle. Nothing against the Georgetown funeral home, but its just really awkward when you are really good family friends with the people who run the funeral home in Cayuga. The people who took such good care of your family during your grandmother's arrangements.
Right now, I could literally spit fire. I am just so damn pissed.
It's been rough.
Because my aunt is a hardcore bitch. Lord only knows what people in Georgetown think of my mom, me, dad, and Katie. Because the preacher who is doing the ceremony had the balls to ask my mom on the phone tonight, 'Are you going to be at the visitation and funeral?"
It's rough because we have had no family at our house. They are all at David's. Because my aunt is a hardcore bitch. And David is a sick whipped puppy. Yesterday, I worked, and all of our family friends were here all day. So I took today off work to be here.
No one has been here today. I shopped with mom til 5 and should have went to Terre Haute. Because Jake Feltner was judging the sheep show. And Brent went to the fair to see me. Because I absolutely freaking LOVE LOVE LOVE my job working for 4H and especially at the fair. Because he knew that that is where I would be to keep my mind off things. But no, I decided to stay home today and have just been a walking zombie because I have nothing or no one to keep my mind off things.
I hate that I am having to deal with the death of my grandfather but I can't just think of the good times. Because I have to deal with fucking morons like Carla Newlin and Garry Hendricks. I swear, if I can make it through the visitation and funeral, which are being held in Georgetown so that things are on their turf, without completely telling someone off, it will be a God-sent miracle. Nothing against the Georgetown funeral home, but its just really awkward when you are really good family friends with the people who run the funeral home in Cayuga. The people who took such good care of your family during your grandmother's arrangements.
Right now, I could literally spit fire. I am just so damn pissed.