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Rambly 2 A.M. post. You've been warned.
Still awake because....why? No effing clue. My dogs are snoring next to me and my cat is snoring in the closet and my eyelids are drooping but I just don't want to go to bed yet. Why? See above.
Work went pretty well today, especially compared to yesterday, which was the day from Hell. Got paid (though they still failed to pay me 6.5 hrs owed from last week), so that's a plus. Had dinner at the mall and then came home to clean up the kitchen and load the dishwasher and why am I the only one who ever does that? Jessica has an aversion to dishes. I'm not the cleanest person myself, don't think I'm being snobby, but I'm getting tired of dishes piling up every single night and only a few of them being mine. Plus, is it that hard to let them soak in the sink so that by the time I wash them they're not all crusty and grody? Or better yet...just rinse them and load them in the dishwasher right away! Genius!
Got a little irritated at Bible study last night. We added husband (and ruavain!) to the prayer list because of the whole Snowey situation, which I was all for. But then everyone started talking about how hard it must be for husband to go through this. I'm like...yeah, it was rough for me, I was crying a lot. And they looked at me like...why? THIS WAS MY CAT FOR TEN YEARS. We were a family, and even though I haven't seen her in a year, HELLO I freaking raised her with husband, she is just as much my child as his. So they looked at me and then went back to talking about poor husband. WTF? Seriously? I WAS GRIEVING HERE, PEOPLE. And it's weird because usually this group is so understanding and supportive of that stuff, like always here for you, but last night they just didn't seem to understand why I would be devastated over Snowey's death.
And then! Husband sends out pics of Snowey on her last day, which was fine and all, but THE NEW BITCH IS HOLDING MY CAT IN ALL OF THEM. Look, okay. I get it. He left me and now lives with/loves someone else, and it's taken me some time, but I'm finally good with everything. I've accepted it and moved on and I'm able to be glad that this happened. BUT DON'T SEND ME PICTURES OF YOUR NEW SLUT HOLDING MY CAT. Couldn't SHE have taken the pics and YOU hold the cat? I don't need to have it waved in my face that someone else is living my old life.
What's funny is that since the split he has packed on like 20 lbs. and I've lost like 25. It was the opposite when we were together; I was the one gaining and he was always losing.
Bitter? Maybe. But that's what he gets for SENDING ME PICTURES OF STUPID SLUT BITCH HOLDING MY CAT.
I don't know her; she's probably not stupid or a slut (well..she did have an affair with a married man, but...no, I will not judge) or even a bitch, but I'm not feeling generous so she gets called lots of names right now. Yeah.
Okay, NOW I'm tired. Rambling has done its job. Goodnight guys. Or good morning to those of you on the East Coast!
Still awake because....why? No effing clue. My dogs are snoring next to me and my cat is snoring in the closet and my eyelids are drooping but I just don't want to go to bed yet. Why? See above.
Work went pretty well today, especially compared to yesterday, which was the day from Hell. Got paid (though they still failed to pay me 6.5 hrs owed from last week), so that's a plus. Had dinner at the mall and then came home to clean up the kitchen and load the dishwasher and why am I the only one who ever does that? Jessica has an aversion to dishes. I'm not the cleanest person myself, don't think I'm being snobby, but I'm getting tired of dishes piling up every single night and only a few of them being mine. Plus, is it that hard to let them soak in the sink so that by the time I wash them they're not all crusty and grody? Or better yet...just rinse them and load them in the dishwasher right away! Genius!
Got a little irritated at Bible study last night. We added husband (and ruavain!) to the prayer list because of the whole Snowey situation, which I was all for. But then everyone started talking about how hard it must be for husband to go through this. I'm like...yeah, it was rough for me, I was crying a lot. And they looked at me like...why? THIS WAS MY CAT FOR TEN YEARS. We were a family, and even though I haven't seen her in a year, HELLO I freaking raised her with husband, she is just as much my child as his. So they looked at me and then went back to talking about poor husband. WTF? Seriously? I WAS GRIEVING HERE, PEOPLE. And it's weird because usually this group is so understanding and supportive of that stuff, like always here for you, but last night they just didn't seem to understand why I would be devastated over Snowey's death.
And then! Husband sends out pics of Snowey on her last day, which was fine and all, but THE NEW BITCH IS HOLDING MY CAT IN ALL OF THEM. Look, okay. I get it. He left me and now lives with/loves someone else, and it's taken me some time, but I'm finally good with everything. I've accepted it and moved on and I'm able to be glad that this happened. BUT DON'T SEND ME PICTURES OF YOUR NEW SLUT HOLDING MY CAT. Couldn't SHE have taken the pics and YOU hold the cat? I don't need to have it waved in my face that someone else is living my old life.
What's funny is that since the split he has packed on like 20 lbs. and I've lost like 25. It was the opposite when we were together; I was the one gaining and he was always losing.
Bitter? Maybe. But that's what he gets for SENDING ME PICTURES OF STUPID SLUT BITCH HOLDING MY CAT.
I don't know her; she's probably not stupid or a slut (well..she did have an affair with a married man, but...no, I will not judge) or even a bitch, but I'm not feeling generous so she gets called lots of names right now. Yeah.
Okay, NOW I'm tired. Rambling has done its job. Goodnight guys. Or good morning to those of you on the East Coast!