ARGH.
Pretty much.
Scarf I've been making for Mama pretty much looks like shit. Mother's Day is this Sunday.
My right shoulder suddenly got really painful a bit ago, so I got Mama to massage it a bit, which helped, though it's not better, exactly. Will put a heatpack on when I go to bed. But she pretty much bitched me out for not exercising and being on the computer constantly. Which hey, I know I should exercise more. But I hate the shaming tone, and also! I wasn't constantly on the computer today! I WAS KNITTING. A failure scarf FOR YOU. But of course I can't fucking say that, because it's supposed to be a surprise at the best of times. Now, it's kind of way too embarrassing to even think about giving to her, so it's just going to get. Ignored or something.
And then of course she came in to say goodnight and I was posting my pageaday thing, and she bitched me out for being on the computer again. And didn't seem to think that OH HEY I'M JUST POSTING A THING is a ~real reason~ or whatever.
Fucking hell. /o\
Why am I such a failure at life?
Scarf I've been making for Mama pretty much looks like shit. Mother's Day is this Sunday.
My right shoulder suddenly got really painful a bit ago, so I got Mama to massage it a bit, which helped, though it's not better, exactly. Will put a heatpack on when I go to bed. But she pretty much bitched me out for not exercising and being on the computer constantly. Which hey, I know I should exercise more. But I hate the shaming tone, and also! I wasn't constantly on the computer today! I WAS KNITTING. A failure scarf FOR YOU. But of course I can't fucking say that, because it's supposed to be a surprise at the best of times. Now, it's kind of way too embarrassing to even think about giving to her, so it's just going to get. Ignored or something.
And then of course she came in to say goodnight and I was posting my pageaday thing, and she bitched me out for being on the computer again. And didn't seem to think that OH HEY I'M JUST POSTING A THING is a ~real reason~ or whatever.
Fucking hell. /o\
Why am I such a failure at life?