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so yeah. I get a phone call before my alarm goes off this morning....from my mother....again, calling about a nightmare she had about me...again. At least this time I wasn't 10. How grown adults are allowed to say the things that they do to their adult children is AMAZING. She firmly believes Seth has abandoned me with no money due his selfish ways and gun purchases. WOW!!!! What a wonderful thing to wake up to. Despite the fact that I reminded her that a significant part of being a custom gunsmith is, (yes it's true!) BUYING GUNS, customizing and selling them, she still was firm in her thoughts. Despite the fact that he's serving his country, and left me with plenty of custom guns to sell, and that I have a job, and etc..etc.. she still is convinced that he is the worst husband in the world, that I'm being mistreated, and that I've made this horribly huge mistake.
I am just grateful that her best friend of 17 years is there this week. I talked to Carole (a former USO married to a former Marine) and told her to explain to my mother that I'm an adult, that I can take care of myself and my decisions, and what exactly it means to join the military and to be a military wife. I love Carole. She's sane.
How is it that a woman can't see she has become the mother she grew up hating? My grandma used to do the same stuff to my mom all the time, and my mom always second guessed her moved, questioned her choices, and grew to hate this woman. Now my mom is pulling the same stuff on me. Thsi goes way beyond "Divine Secrets" here. I'm going to write it all down and show it to her. Maybe she'll get it then, but probably not.
So, after that lovely start, I get another phone call from my soon to be boss saying that my drug test results STILL have not come in. They were caught up in the lab "somewhere." I took the test Monday at 9:00 (they promise 24 to 48 hours), but at 9:00 this morning they still were not in. So, because they need the results before they can hire me, I can't start until tomorrow. ASSUMING they find them today. Or else I don't start until Friday.
I'm going to go insane. And after the super glue incident of Saturday (yea, a trip to the ER due to chemical burns from super glue spilling onto the cotton sweater which I was holding. Apparently cotton causes super glue to go into an exothermic reaction, also causing it to turn polymeric, I beieve were the terms, by heating it to the point where the cotton melts together. Well, you can imagine what it does to skin and I currently have a 2nd degree burn on my finger making it VERY painful to type, play the piano, sew, you name it.) I'm convinced I'm being tested, and hopefully I'm passing. . .
I am just grateful that her best friend of 17 years is there this week. I talked to Carole (a former USO married to a former Marine) and told her to explain to my mother that I'm an adult, that I can take care of myself and my decisions, and what exactly it means to join the military and to be a military wife. I love Carole. She's sane.
How is it that a woman can't see she has become the mother she grew up hating? My grandma used to do the same stuff to my mom all the time, and my mom always second guessed her moved, questioned her choices, and grew to hate this woman. Now my mom is pulling the same stuff on me. Thsi goes way beyond "Divine Secrets" here. I'm going to write it all down and show it to her. Maybe she'll get it then, but probably not.
So, after that lovely start, I get another phone call from my soon to be boss saying that my drug test results STILL have not come in. They were caught up in the lab "somewhere." I took the test Monday at 9:00 (they promise 24 to 48 hours), but at 9:00 this morning they still were not in. So, because they need the results before they can hire me, I can't start until tomorrow. ASSUMING they find them today. Or else I don't start until Friday.
I'm going to go insane. And after the super glue incident of Saturday (yea, a trip to the ER due to chemical burns from super glue spilling onto the cotton sweater which I was holding. Apparently cotton causes super glue to go into an exothermic reaction, also causing it to turn polymeric, I beieve were the terms, by heating it to the point where the cotton melts together. Well, you can imagine what it does to skin and I currently have a 2nd degree burn on my finger making it VERY painful to type, play the piano, sew, you name it.) I'm convinced I'm being tested, and hopefully I'm passing. . .