Ears and Family SUCK
Rant, rant, rant. Yeah. I know. I suck. Things are going great and then something pops up to make it really REALLY suck.
So I have an ear infection. Probably the worst one I've had since I was like...15 or so. Two years ago! ALMOST three! And that one almost caused my fucking eardrum to burst from the pressure.
Anyway. It hurts, and and I'm in pain and I can't even talk on the phone to my Beth because of this damn ear.
But that's enough ranting about my ear. Let's rant about family! My aunt is a psycho nutbag who is a few peanuts short of a decent jar of peanut butter.
There are 2 stray cats that she started to feed 2 years ago. They will now not go away. She moved out and she expects my mother and I to feed them and when we don't she gets pissy. So my mom went away and she went with her and she asked me to feed the cats.
All well and good, I agree. I get my ear infection, my kitty's gettin taken care of and I go out with my grandma because she's infinitely cool like that and I could stand being around her. We had a lot of fun XD And I got to spoil Bethany by buying her a bunch of stuff for a care package. Anyhoo, that's beside the point.
I forget to feed stray cats. SHE goes apeshit and just starts screaming at me. Ranting, raving, screaming, hissing. She hangs up on me. So she calls back and asks me to feed them and I said I would before Grandma got here to take me out.
She got there a few seconds after I hung up the phone and we left to go. I got back, less than a half hour later, she calls THREE TIMES to remind me to feed the cats and when she finds out I haven't yet (OH GOD NO! I JUST GOT HOME!) I get screamed at. And hung up on. THEN CALLED AGAIN FIVE MINUTES LATER "You ARE going to feed them, aren't you?"
I assure her I will and hang up. And promptly do not feed the god damn cats. They're not out there, they're strays, they can hunt for themselves. I AM NOT giving my kitten's food to those cats. Sorry.
I go to bed later that night and this morning wake up to her screaming, ranting, yelling, slamming doors, stomping around and criticizing the house that, despite my being ill, I've cleaned. I've mopped, done the dishes, cleaned the counters, cleaned the living room except for Stormy's toys, cleaned the litter box THREE TIMES (emptying it twice as well)and kept her well fed and well taken care of.
Now, Stormy drinks a lot. I fill her dish maybe 3 times a day with fresh water. During the night she drank the rest of the water while I was asleep and when my aunt came the water dish was empty. She started ranting about THAT. DESPITE me apparently being asleep. She really didn't care.
Kept saying how I didn't deserve pets and I shouldn't have them and how the place was a pigsty and stunk...O_oI just kept pretending to be asleep. And then she started slamming doors.
My aunt is a fucking PSYCHO BITCH.
...Anyway.
My mom called and she's NOT happy with my aunt at all. She told me to just lie to her and say I fed the damn things and when she gets home tomorrow she'll take care of it. And she's making me a doctor's appointment. YAY MOMMY TO THE RESCUE.
On a brighter note, I've chosen Bethany's ring.
Isn't it gorgeous? It'll look perfect on my beautiful girl's finger. Damn. I love that girl. She makes everything just seem a little better than it would otherwise. She keeps me sane.
Fucking blessed, that's what I am. Even with all the crazy, I have a ray of good insanity that makes me glee.
So I have an ear infection. Probably the worst one I've had since I was like...15 or so. Two years ago! ALMOST three! And that one almost caused my fucking eardrum to burst from the pressure.
Anyway. It hurts, and and I'm in pain and I can't even talk on the phone to my Beth because of this damn ear.
But that's enough ranting about my ear. Let's rant about family! My aunt is a psycho nutbag who is a few peanuts short of a decent jar of peanut butter.
There are 2 stray cats that she started to feed 2 years ago. They will now not go away. She moved out and she expects my mother and I to feed them and when we don't she gets pissy. So my mom went away and she went with her and she asked me to feed the cats.
All well and good, I agree. I get my ear infection, my kitty's gettin taken care of and I go out with my grandma because she's infinitely cool like that and I could stand being around her. We had a lot of fun XD And I got to spoil Bethany by buying her a bunch of stuff for a care package. Anyhoo, that's beside the point.
I forget to feed stray cats. SHE goes apeshit and just starts screaming at me. Ranting, raving, screaming, hissing. She hangs up on me. So she calls back and asks me to feed them and I said I would before Grandma got here to take me out.
She got there a few seconds after I hung up the phone and we left to go. I got back, less than a half hour later, she calls THREE TIMES to remind me to feed the cats and when she finds out I haven't yet (OH GOD NO! I JUST GOT HOME!) I get screamed at. And hung up on. THEN CALLED AGAIN FIVE MINUTES LATER "You ARE going to feed them, aren't you?"
I assure her I will and hang up. And promptly do not feed the god damn cats. They're not out there, they're strays, they can hunt for themselves. I AM NOT giving my kitten's food to those cats. Sorry.
I go to bed later that night and this morning wake up to her screaming, ranting, yelling, slamming doors, stomping around and criticizing the house that, despite my being ill, I've cleaned. I've mopped, done the dishes, cleaned the counters, cleaned the living room except for Stormy's toys, cleaned the litter box THREE TIMES (emptying it twice as well)and kept her well fed and well taken care of.
Now, Stormy drinks a lot. I fill her dish maybe 3 times a day with fresh water. During the night she drank the rest of the water while I was asleep and when my aunt came the water dish was empty. She started ranting about THAT. DESPITE me apparently being asleep. She really didn't care.
Kept saying how I didn't deserve pets and I shouldn't have them and how the place was a pigsty and stunk...O_oI just kept pretending to be asleep. And then she started slamming doors.
My aunt is a fucking PSYCHO BITCH.
...Anyway.
My mom called and she's NOT happy with my aunt at all. She told me to just lie to her and say I fed the damn things and when she gets home tomorrow she'll take care of it. And she's making me a doctor's appointment. YAY MOMMY TO THE RESCUE.
On a brighter note, I've chosen Bethany's ring.
Isn't it gorgeous? It'll look perfect on my beautiful girl's finger. Damn. I love that girl. She makes everything just seem a little better than it would otherwise. She keeps me sane.
Fucking blessed, that's what I am. Even with all the crazy, I have a ray of good insanity that makes me glee.