bars, floors, death mart, and dog
So... today is one of those days....
You know... those ones?!
So its morning. We got to a place that is not Norwalmart, but if you take off the Nor- thats unfortunately it.
Now, Paratransit sucks. And its hard to have come on time... so though I hate Walmart, I have to admit its conveniently nice that its within wheel chair distance.
Anyhow. Were in there for about 15 mins already, my Auntie says... "meet you in the jewelery section?" yes.. okay see you there. I am looking at the different brands of nail brushes.. and I go to my cart (which is right next to me, but kinda behind me...) and my cart is missing! I thought maybe I was crazy at first, and I walk up and down looking for it. Then I look on the shelves for my stuff. Nothing. Gone. The people working there said they dont go around collecting carts.. and most likely someone stole my cart. (Fuckers) So I go and get a new empty cart by the front door, And I go again and collect all the same things that I just got... already when I was with my Aunt. I am sure she was wondering why I wasnt shortly behind her. Then I go back to the cosmetics section because the art pens I got for my Aunt were not stocked.. and the one I had was I guess the last one.. so I go up and down the shelves till I find the damn pens someone shoved onto a shelf. And I am mad cause they put every thing back but the Jasons Calendula soap (I am happy Walmart has organic stuff.. but isnt it a sell out for Jasons to have them sell their product?) Anyhow....
I go find my Aunt. I still have to get some shoes, as all I have are cons.. and well I started going to the gym with my cousin, and I need shoes nicer to my feet. So I get the shoes...
Now a few hours have gone by... due to the cart incident.. my Aunt gets weary easily... and she is at this point grouchy tired and she has trouble making sense of normal logic.. so we are looking for a watch for her, as hers broke yesterday.. and without time on her... its like ... well its like me and my OCD stuff.. it messes with her. So eventually we find the first watch which was the watch she wanted in the beginnng after making fuss about other watches when she cleary wanted the first watch. We get the watch. We head for the door.. oh yea she needs a bathing suit top... okay! Off to the door...
We make it outside. At this point she is wayyyy to tired, she is basically falling out of her chair. I keep having to push her up so she doesnt tip. Then she and I are in the parking lot.. she cant do anymore... so I put the goods in her lap and I have to control the electric chair controls and roll her for her.. tricky but I mostly got it till we get to the street bridge, over the sewers. She HAS to take over, ends up crashing into the fence. Finally over the bridge, I take back over.
My aunt is in bed napping. I am making Sesame Bars. After 1.5 hours.. I take them out.. the 1st batch- Hazelnut/Almond/Flax Sesame Bars are slightly burned. I carry it and the other batch (Sunflower, Flax, Sesame, Psyllium) to the garage fridge. The door is open, almost into the fridge.... The batch with Hazelnuts ends up on the ground... the DIRTY ASS floor of the garage...
I am mad that my Aunt takes the food I slave for her and gives it to the damn dog. The dog NEVER eats out of her bowl. She doesnt eat doggie food.. she eats my Aunts food. Whatever ok, useful when the dog eats my Aunts food that doesnt make it to her mouth (which is a lot, cause she shakes alot when she eats.. and only has use of her Left when she is a righty.) BUT you dont TAKE THE FOOD I MAKE and purposly feed the dog. I tell her this. she doesnt are. I want to almost make her junk food and no longer waste good hearty food on her and the dog. BUT I CANT because they are paying me to feed her a healthy certain way. BUT now...
My organic flax sesame seed bars are now healthy dog treats. Fucking Fuck Fuck Fuck.
I think I just hate the dog.
The dog that growls at me when I am in the kitchen and she wants me to feed her whatever I am making. And I ignore her, so the bitch starts growling at me.
And the same dog that wouldn't come one night when I called, and I had to go into the scary back yard on the dark with the neighbors firing gun shots... and the damn dog wont come.. and when she does, she is barking all night, til 4 am.
I am sick of that dog.
Of course my Aunt gets freaky mad and volatile about me disliking her baby.. so I have to play with it and pretend to like it to make my life easier.
Oh almost forgot to add this morning.. during getting my aunt out of the shower... she ALMOST FEELLLL OUT OF HER CHAIR!!!! MY GOD my ♥ fell out of my chest and we carefully barely got her into the hoist and onto the bed. I screwed u my elbow in the process.
I THINK TODAY IS ONE OF THOSE DAYS.
But hey I got a free yellow dress that looks good on me! I always wanted to find something yellow to look good in!
Thats my way of saying.. its all gonna beeeee okay... haha
tonight I am signing out as-
Valerievomit.
You know... those ones?!
So its morning. We got to a place that is not Norwalmart, but if you take off the Nor- thats unfortunately it.
Now, Paratransit sucks. And its hard to have come on time... so though I hate Walmart, I have to admit its conveniently nice that its within wheel chair distance.
Anyhow. Were in there for about 15 mins already, my Auntie says... "meet you in the jewelery section?" yes.. okay see you there. I am looking at the different brands of nail brushes.. and I go to my cart (which is right next to me, but kinda behind me...) and my cart is missing! I thought maybe I was crazy at first, and I walk up and down looking for it. Then I look on the shelves for my stuff. Nothing. Gone. The people working there said they dont go around collecting carts.. and most likely someone stole my cart. (Fuckers) So I go and get a new empty cart by the front door, And I go again and collect all the same things that I just got... already when I was with my Aunt. I am sure she was wondering why I wasnt shortly behind her. Then I go back to the cosmetics section because the art pens I got for my Aunt were not stocked.. and the one I had was I guess the last one.. so I go up and down the shelves till I find the damn pens someone shoved onto a shelf. And I am mad cause they put every thing back but the Jasons Calendula soap (I am happy Walmart has organic stuff.. but isnt it a sell out for Jasons to have them sell their product?) Anyhow....
I go find my Aunt. I still have to get some shoes, as all I have are cons.. and well I started going to the gym with my cousin, and I need shoes nicer to my feet. So I get the shoes...
Now a few hours have gone by... due to the cart incident.. my Aunt gets weary easily... and she is at this point grouchy tired and she has trouble making sense of normal logic.. so we are looking for a watch for her, as hers broke yesterday.. and without time on her... its like ... well its like me and my OCD stuff.. it messes with her. So eventually we find the first watch which was the watch she wanted in the beginnng after making fuss about other watches when she cleary wanted the first watch. We get the watch. We head for the door.. oh yea she needs a bathing suit top... okay! Off to the door...
We make it outside. At this point she is wayyyy to tired, she is basically falling out of her chair. I keep having to push her up so she doesnt tip. Then she and I are in the parking lot.. she cant do anymore... so I put the goods in her lap and I have to control the electric chair controls and roll her for her.. tricky but I mostly got it till we get to the street bridge, over the sewers. She HAS to take over, ends up crashing into the fence. Finally over the bridge, I take back over.
My aunt is in bed napping. I am making Sesame Bars. After 1.5 hours.. I take them out.. the 1st batch- Hazelnut/Almond/Flax Sesame Bars are slightly burned. I carry it and the other batch (Sunflower, Flax, Sesame, Psyllium) to the garage fridge. The door is open, almost into the fridge.... The batch with Hazelnuts ends up on the ground... the DIRTY ASS floor of the garage...
I am mad that my Aunt takes the food I slave for her and gives it to the damn dog. The dog NEVER eats out of her bowl. She doesnt eat doggie food.. she eats my Aunts food. Whatever ok, useful when the dog eats my Aunts food that doesnt make it to her mouth (which is a lot, cause she shakes alot when she eats.. and only has use of her Left when she is a righty.) BUT you dont TAKE THE FOOD I MAKE and purposly feed the dog. I tell her this. she doesnt are. I want to almost make her junk food and no longer waste good hearty food on her and the dog. BUT I CANT because they are paying me to feed her a healthy certain way. BUT now...
My organic flax sesame seed bars are now healthy dog treats. Fucking Fuck Fuck Fuck.
I think I just hate the dog.
The dog that growls at me when I am in the kitchen and she wants me to feed her whatever I am making. And I ignore her, so the bitch starts growling at me.
And the same dog that wouldn't come one night when I called, and I had to go into the scary back yard on the dark with the neighbors firing gun shots... and the damn dog wont come.. and when she does, she is barking all night, til 4 am.
I am sick of that dog.
Of course my Aunt gets freaky mad and volatile about me disliking her baby.. so I have to play with it and pretend to like it to make my life easier.
Oh almost forgot to add this morning.. during getting my aunt out of the shower... she ALMOST FEELLLL OUT OF HER CHAIR!!!! MY GOD my ♥ fell out of my chest and we carefully barely got her into the hoist and onto the bed. I screwed u my elbow in the process.
I THINK TODAY IS ONE OF THOSE DAYS.
But hey I got a free yellow dress that looks good on me! I always wanted to find something yellow to look good in!
Thats my way of saying.. its all gonna beeeee okay... haha
tonight I am signing out as-
Valerievomit.