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Good morning. 2:10 in the morning, to be exact. I think I'm overdue for a post.
Liberty and I started fighting over something dumb last night, and it escalated and carried into today.
I got up at 630 and went to work. Got to work so early that I couldn't even get into the building, so that was nice. More time I coulda slept. Liberty got up at 630 also, and he called at 830 to say he was leaving for work. I got upset all over again, because he hadn't gone to work early to get some OT (this upsets me because I'm busting my ass on OT, trying to get some extra money to help us out, and it's not something I enjoy as I really dislike my job), nor did he do anything around the apartment - the place is a mess and the catboxes reeked. The night before, we'd been up fighting - I had told him how stressed and overwhelmed I was about everything, and the next morning he has two hours to kill, and does nothing. So this made me very upset. He didn't get it. He kept saying, "I'm on my way to work, there's nothing I can do now!" I'm not asking you to do anything now, Liberty, it's the principle that even after that fight, and after him apologizing and all this, and then he does nothing? Whatever.
I left work at 330. I was disappointed to throw out my hour of OT, but I wanted to get stuff clean around the apartment. Then I get home and realize I don't have my keys to the apartment. So I call Liberty and I'm all upset, cuz I'm on the edge of my rope anyway, and now I threw out an hour of OT for nothing. I was sitting in my car, it's nearly 90 degrees, I'm sweating and upset and yeah. Not fun. He was like, "I'll leave work at 430." I decided just to go to my folks' so I called him to tell him to leave at 5 as planned, since I'd be at my parents and it was no big hurry. I call him and was like, "you can leave at 5." He's like, "NO, I'm leaving at 430." I said, "I'm going to my parents, so you may as well just leave at 5." He snaps back, "yeah, I'm leaving at 5 or whatever. What??" It took me a second to realize he was talking to me. "...what?" "What are you calling for?" He snaps again. I hung up, kinda in shock... I'm freaking out, I'm miserable, I went to bed at 7 the night before, only getting up for an hour here and 45 minutes there, we're fighting, and now he's snapping at me because I found a way that he wouldn't have to leave work early? Whatever.
I get to my parents and hang out with them. I've been going there more often now that I have a reliable vehicle that I enjoy driving. I sat at the table and helped my mom make her little angel ornament things and chatted with her. I asked her if she'd heard about the guy from Burnsville that got a 750 year sentence for creating child pornography. She said yes, and we talked about how gross it was and stuff. And then she looks at me all serious and is like, "were you ever sexually assaulted?" I'm like, "no no no," and she nods and says good and all that, and starts saying how gross it is and stuff. Which of course got me asking her the same question, and her answer was sadly different. She told me the story of how she went to stay with her dad's friend's wife for a couple days because she was sick. The couple had a cot in their bedroom that my mom was supposed to stay on, but the guy wanted her to stay in the bed with him while his wife slept on the cot. And that's what ended up happening. And.. yeah. I guess the wife ended up committing suicide. And he remarried a woman with kids, and ended up getting put away for molesting them. I feel so sad for my mommy.
I left around 530 and met Lib at home. And that was the end of my night. I was incredibly depressed and went to lay down. It was about 6. And yeah, I went to sleep. And just got up now. And I've gotten 8 hours of sleep, which is incredibly rare, and now it's almost 230. Blah blah blah, I'm a bit out of it. I'm glad it's Friday. My weekend is jammed packed. I think I'll finish internet stuffs and try to go back to bed. Yep.
Liberty and I started fighting over something dumb last night, and it escalated and carried into today.
I got up at 630 and went to work. Got to work so early that I couldn't even get into the building, so that was nice. More time I coulda slept. Liberty got up at 630 also, and he called at 830 to say he was leaving for work. I got upset all over again, because he hadn't gone to work early to get some OT (this upsets me because I'm busting my ass on OT, trying to get some extra money to help us out, and it's not something I enjoy as I really dislike my job), nor did he do anything around the apartment - the place is a mess and the catboxes reeked. The night before, we'd been up fighting - I had told him how stressed and overwhelmed I was about everything, and the next morning he has two hours to kill, and does nothing. So this made me very upset. He didn't get it. He kept saying, "I'm on my way to work, there's nothing I can do now!" I'm not asking you to do anything now, Liberty, it's the principle that even after that fight, and after him apologizing and all this, and then he does nothing? Whatever.
I left work at 330. I was disappointed to throw out my hour of OT, but I wanted to get stuff clean around the apartment. Then I get home and realize I don't have my keys to the apartment. So I call Liberty and I'm all upset, cuz I'm on the edge of my rope anyway, and now I threw out an hour of OT for nothing. I was sitting in my car, it's nearly 90 degrees, I'm sweating and upset and yeah. Not fun. He was like, "I'll leave work at 430." I decided just to go to my folks' so I called him to tell him to leave at 5 as planned, since I'd be at my parents and it was no big hurry. I call him and was like, "you can leave at 5." He's like, "NO, I'm leaving at 430." I said, "I'm going to my parents, so you may as well just leave at 5." He snaps back, "yeah, I'm leaving at 5 or whatever. What??" It took me a second to realize he was talking to me. "...what?" "What are you calling for?" He snaps again. I hung up, kinda in shock... I'm freaking out, I'm miserable, I went to bed at 7 the night before, only getting up for an hour here and 45 minutes there, we're fighting, and now he's snapping at me because I found a way that he wouldn't have to leave work early? Whatever.
I get to my parents and hang out with them. I've been going there more often now that I have a reliable vehicle that I enjoy driving. I sat at the table and helped my mom make her little angel ornament things and chatted with her. I asked her if she'd heard about the guy from Burnsville that got a 750 year sentence for creating child pornography. She said yes, and we talked about how gross it was and stuff. And then she looks at me all serious and is like, "were you ever sexually assaulted?" I'm like, "no no no," and she nods and says good and all that, and starts saying how gross it is and stuff. Which of course got me asking her the same question, and her answer was sadly different. She told me the story of how she went to stay with her dad's friend's wife for a couple days because she was sick. The couple had a cot in their bedroom that my mom was supposed to stay on, but the guy wanted her to stay in the bed with him while his wife slept on the cot. And that's what ended up happening. And.. yeah. I guess the wife ended up committing suicide. And he remarried a woman with kids, and ended up getting put away for molesting them. I feel so sad for my mommy.
I left around 530 and met Lib at home. And that was the end of my night. I was incredibly depressed and went to lay down. It was about 6. And yeah, I went to sleep. And just got up now. And I've gotten 8 hours of sleep, which is incredibly rare, and now it's almost 230. Blah blah blah, I'm a bit out of it. I'm glad it's Friday. My weekend is jammed packed. I think I'll finish internet stuffs and try to go back to bed. Yep.