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it's weird. I feel better, but I don't. I don't really know how to explain it.
Anyway, I met kurtis yesterday. He works next door and he had to duck a little when he came in the door to say hi. hes not actually tall enough to hit his head but close to it. anyway, he's an adorable kid. Sammie went away and now there's no one worth talking to online, or to tell how amazing my pb&j is. :( SOOOOOOO stressed. I'm begining to think coming home was a VERY bad idea. I haven't had more than 20 minutes to myself the whole time i've been here. Even when i'm online i'm getting up and doing stuff. same with the phone. If you didn't know they'd got along fine for a year without me, you'd think everyone else in the was incapacitated.the other day i got home from work and had to go mow the lawn. my mother and grandmother had been home all day. when my mom picked me up she said "we've been so bored all day. blah blah blah can you mow tonight, moms complaining that you haven't done it." i wanted to scream at her "I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS SUPPOSED TO AND WHEN WOULD I HAVE DONE IT WITH ALL THE SHIT I'VE BEEN DOING FOR THE TWO OF YOU." anyway it took me 3 hours to do it and i didn't get done till 8 and by then i was so exhausted i just ate and went to bed. And then last night that woman told me that if i wasn't so "slow at things" i might get them done faster and have more time for myself. This coming from the woman who takes anywhere from 4 to 10 minutes to put on a pair of shoes. I was tempted to tell her that maybe if she didn't sit on her ass and watch soap operas all day she'd get more done and I wouldn't have to do so many things she's perfectly capable of doing herself. last time i checked I was supposed to be the ungreatful one.
Anyway, I met kurtis yesterday. He works next door and he had to duck a little when he came in the door to say hi. hes not actually tall enough to hit his head but close to it. anyway, he's an adorable kid. Sammie went away and now there's no one worth talking to online, or to tell how amazing my pb&j is. :( SOOOOOOO stressed. I'm begining to think coming home was a VERY bad idea. I haven't had more than 20 minutes to myself the whole time i've been here. Even when i'm online i'm getting up and doing stuff. same with the phone. If you didn't know they'd got along fine for a year without me, you'd think everyone else in the was incapacitated.the other day i got home from work and had to go mow the lawn. my mother and grandmother had been home all day. when my mom picked me up she said "we've been so bored all day. blah blah blah can you mow tonight, moms complaining that you haven't done it." i wanted to scream at her "I DIDN'T KNOW I WAS SUPPOSED TO AND WHEN WOULD I HAVE DONE IT WITH ALL THE SHIT I'VE BEEN DOING FOR THE TWO OF YOU." anyway it took me 3 hours to do it and i didn't get done till 8 and by then i was so exhausted i just ate and went to bed. And then last night that woman told me that if i wasn't so "slow at things" i might get them done faster and have more time for myself. This coming from the woman who takes anywhere from 4 to 10 minutes to put on a pair of shoes. I was tempted to tell her that maybe if she didn't sit on her ass and watch soap operas all day she'd get more done and I wouldn't have to do so many things she's perfectly capable of doing herself. last time i checked I was supposed to be the ungreatful one.