saturday
woke up today to the sound of my mother yelling at my grandma. at almost 90 years old she becomes more and more difficult to deal with as every day goes by. grandma started crying and told me that she can't wait to die. i plugged in her oxygen machine, loaded her aerosol and gave her 8 pills. i closed the door and started crying. i began to yell at my mother for yelling at grandma. she told me that she has a complex about being adopted. i am way to emotional to deal with this.
i showered and decided to clean out my underwear drawer. eventhough i threw out 5 bras and about 13 pairs of undees, i manage to have a full dresser drawer and enough underwear to wear for 3 months without repeating any. i can't help it. im obsessed with panties.
made myself a samwich with roasted veggies. gotta get dressed and get going. i work today from 4 to just about midnight.
bah for today. i just want to crawl back in bed and sleep until tommorrow.
xoxo
i showered and decided to clean out my underwear drawer. eventhough i threw out 5 bras and about 13 pairs of undees, i manage to have a full dresser drawer and enough underwear to wear for 3 months without repeating any. i can't help it. im obsessed with panties.
made myself a samwich with roasted veggies. gotta get dressed and get going. i work today from 4 to just about midnight.
bah for today. i just want to crawl back in bed and sleep until tommorrow.
xoxo