it can't all be perfect.
shit weekend, for the most part.
i got pretty mad at tim friday. he bailed on my friends again. so next time he makes a commitment for me, i'm bailing on him. it sounds really petty but it'll make me feel better and it may force me to talk about it. it just seems like he expects me to do everything with his friends and when it comes to mine, he'll come if he feels like it. friday, it was corrin's birthday (the girl who got us together, mind you) and suddenly he was like "i'm wiped, i'm not coming to corrin's birthday". so i was a little put off, but he was still going to let me take his car because my window still isn't fixed. and then he gets home from work, gets a call from josh and decides to go out to dinner wiht josh and melissa, sharing two pitchers along the way.
what.
the.
fuck.
too wiped out to go to a casino i would have begged out of at 11:30, but well enough to drink a pitcher and a half with josh and melissa at a restaurant? greeeeat. makes me feel great that while i'm runnign around trying to get all my obligations in (visiting grandma, working, getting hair dyed, and making sure i'm not bailing on my friend for her birthday) he's getting trashed wiht his friends when he just told me he was too tired to see mine.
then, just to illustrate what a week i had, my grandmother's been in the hospital for the past week, and steadily getting worse. we put her in a hospice and she passed away saturday evening. so there's that.
spent most of the rest of the weekend wiht family or watching sex and the city and cuddling my new kitten. it wasn't as hard as it could have been. we knew she was dying, and nearly everyone visited. for as afraid of death as she was, she went easily. she waited until my aunt came to see her, and five minutes later, she was gone. the death process is pretty amazing like that. people really know what htey're doing if they're given enough time. she was in a great hospice, too. everything was so appropriate. i'm going to miss her.
now i'm just tired. i spent the next day with my mom at artsy fartsy, a little art group one of my mom's friends puts on. we learned how to marble fabric and paper... actually it was really cool. we're going to do it again next month.
i think i'm goig to take tomorrow off. i thought id' be ok to work, but being here isn't working out so much. that's what they make bereavement days for, i guess.
i got pretty mad at tim friday. he bailed on my friends again. so next time he makes a commitment for me, i'm bailing on him. it sounds really petty but it'll make me feel better and it may force me to talk about it. it just seems like he expects me to do everything with his friends and when it comes to mine, he'll come if he feels like it. friday, it was corrin's birthday (the girl who got us together, mind you) and suddenly he was like "i'm wiped, i'm not coming to corrin's birthday". so i was a little put off, but he was still going to let me take his car because my window still isn't fixed. and then he gets home from work, gets a call from josh and decides to go out to dinner wiht josh and melissa, sharing two pitchers along the way.
what.
the.
fuck.
too wiped out to go to a casino i would have begged out of at 11:30, but well enough to drink a pitcher and a half with josh and melissa at a restaurant? greeeeat. makes me feel great that while i'm runnign around trying to get all my obligations in (visiting grandma, working, getting hair dyed, and making sure i'm not bailing on my friend for her birthday) he's getting trashed wiht his friends when he just told me he was too tired to see mine.
then, just to illustrate what a week i had, my grandmother's been in the hospital for the past week, and steadily getting worse. we put her in a hospice and she passed away saturday evening. so there's that.
spent most of the rest of the weekend wiht family or watching sex and the city and cuddling my new kitten. it wasn't as hard as it could have been. we knew she was dying, and nearly everyone visited. for as afraid of death as she was, she went easily. she waited until my aunt came to see her, and five minutes later, she was gone. the death process is pretty amazing like that. people really know what htey're doing if they're given enough time. she was in a great hospice, too. everything was so appropriate. i'm going to miss her.
now i'm just tired. i spent the next day with my mom at artsy fartsy, a little art group one of my mom's friends puts on. we learned how to marble fabric and paper... actually it was really cool. we're going to do it again next month.
i think i'm goig to take tomorrow off. i thought id' be ok to work, but being here isn't working out so much. that's what they make bereavement days for, i guess.