I got lost along the way...
Warning: This post is going to be rambly, it's going to be whiny and it's going to be about stuff 97% of you could give less then a damn about, so quit while you are ahead.
It's odd that this whole journal entry has been prompted by an automated e-mail from my Dad's new photo sharing website. -_-; I'm amused to know I get my love of photography from him and then promptly depressed to see that he's got such a busy life it's no wonder he never contacts me...and to see that if I wanted to visit there is no goddamn room.
Dad lives in a two story house out in the mountains. It's a fairly large house, three bedrooms two bath, living room, dining room, family room, big huge kitchen, huge backyard(with a hot tub apparently!), etc. If it was just him and his wife living there..well it wouldn't be a big deal, but his wife's freeloading(OK..this is a heavy assumption but as far as I know she doesn't really DO anything) daughter and her two children(toddler age) live there as well. I don't like kids..so that's a good enough reason for me not to want to go to visit but now apparently he has gone from having one cat to having one cat and two dogs....a puppy, a little yappy dog and a bunch of screaming toddlers..yeah I'll pass on that visit thing..
It also makes me..I dunno depressed I guess to think the only contact I have with my dad is through automated e-mails..proving he has my e-mail but hasn't written me anything..I know I should call him..and he knows he should call me but both of us are just..in an awkward thing..and I'd love to go visit but..um..yeah.. -_-
Life is looking up..we are expecting some money, everyone is more or less content but with all my body issues(I wont go into them but let's just say ick and um bad) I just can't find it in me to feel good..my anemia is kicking my ass..I am shaking and lethargic and afraid to go anywhere due to other issues..and I'm just depressed and frustrated all to hell..
I hope to go next week to the Doctor to get this shit looked at and hopefully taken care of..and maybe I'll even e-mail my dad. I dunno..
My family life is a mess. -sigh-
It's odd that this whole journal entry has been prompted by an automated e-mail from my Dad's new photo sharing website. -_-; I'm amused to know I get my love of photography from him and then promptly depressed to see that he's got such a busy life it's no wonder he never contacts me...and to see that if I wanted to visit there is no goddamn room.
Dad lives in a two story house out in the mountains. It's a fairly large house, three bedrooms two bath, living room, dining room, family room, big huge kitchen, huge backyard(with a hot tub apparently!), etc. If it was just him and his wife living there..well it wouldn't be a big deal, but his wife's freeloading(OK..this is a heavy assumption but as far as I know she doesn't really DO anything) daughter and her two children(toddler age) live there as well. I don't like kids..so that's a good enough reason for me not to want to go to visit but now apparently he has gone from having one cat to having one cat and two dogs....a puppy, a little yappy dog and a bunch of screaming toddlers..yeah I'll pass on that visit thing..
It also makes me..I dunno depressed I guess to think the only contact I have with my dad is through automated e-mails..proving he has my e-mail but hasn't written me anything..I know I should call him..and he knows he should call me but both of us are just..in an awkward thing..and I'd love to go visit but..um..yeah.. -_-
Life is looking up..we are expecting some money, everyone is more or less content but with all my body issues(I wont go into them but let's just say ick and um bad) I just can't find it in me to feel good..my anemia is kicking my ass..I am shaking and lethargic and afraid to go anywhere due to other issues..and I'm just depressed and frustrated all to hell..
I hope to go next week to the Doctor to get this shit looked at and hopefully taken care of..and maybe I'll even e-mail my dad. I dunno..
My family life is a mess. -sigh-