May 08, 2010 10:39
So yesterday. I was have a really good day--got a new phone practically for free (I went with the Backflip), but the blackberry plant my dad's been telling me to buy, bought some stuff for the cats, and went over my brother's apartment to hang out with his girlfriend and play with a puzzle again--aaaand then my mom got laid off.
Yup. My mom no longer has a job. Which, okay, she didn't make much money--she worked for minimum wage for like ten hours a week. (I don't even remember what minimum wage is right now. Eight something? Meh. Well, the point is, she was only bringing in maybe a couple hundred dollars every month.) But that 'not much money' paid for her stuff. And now she's going to keep wanting to buy it, so she's going to bum the money off my dad, and in turn he's going to try to bum money off of me and my brothers. I'm not dealing with it. I have no money, he's already fucking sucking me dry as it is, and he needs to learn to say no to her anyway. So now my mom's going to be hanging around the apartment even more than usual, constantly bitching about how "nobody wants to hire an old lady", bitching about her former coworkers, rearranging the living room and kitchen in the hope that we'll be fooled into believing she cleaned, and sitting on her ass smoking, eating, and play Super Mario Bros. on the SNES my brother loaned her.
I don't believe she's actually going to look for a job. I mean, she'll act like she is, sure. She'll go out and drive around for a couple hours, and then come home bitching about how nobody wants to hire her. She might look through the classifieds in the newspaper, even, but I know she won't call anybody even if she finds something she's capable of doing. She says she's 'depressed' over losing her job, but really? She never wanted to work in the first place, and she's going to do anything she can to keep from having to work again.
So yeah. Because of this, I slept terribly last night. I didn't go to bed until like two, woke up an hour later and couldn't get back to sleep until like five, finally got up around nine-thirty figuring that there was no point in my trying to get back to sleep because I got just enough rest to start worrying all over again.
Now I just want to...curl up in bed and not do anything. At all. But I have things to do, and I don't know how we're going to handle losing my mom's income when we could barely handle things when we had it, and my dad's getting a new battery for his pacemaker next week, etc. etc. etc..
And to top off my annoyance, my internet connection is being a bitch. And to think, I was feeling great just yesterday morning.
mom,
grr,
money