Yesterday is over.
Thank whoever too cuz it was hellish.
As if you couldn't tell right?
The whole day was just a pain in the ass right from the word go.
Give Sebastian a day off and watch him tear your brain out.
It started before we even left the house with him.
He was loud, he was rude, he was obnoxious. Mark made it worse by being a typical brother yelling at him and calling him names and the whole day was the 2 of them arguing with each other all damn day.
Things just got progressively worse when we got home too.
Whatever people.
Have it your way. I don't fucking care anymore.
Run wild, act like asses, do whatever the hell makes you feel like a winner I say.
If it makes you feel good to sit here and spy on me instead of speak to me, do that. Good for you. Rock the fuck on.
The only good things about yesterday is I got the wedding present I set out to get, actually got the kids teeth cleaned on the 4th try, the lady at the corner store out in the bad place gave us an extra box of fried chicken to take home cuz we had to sit and wait for a bus for 45 minutes.
We bought a 10 piece cuz we had to wait so long and I figured food would settle them down and get them to chill out.
We ate it and then sat in the heat for almost an hour for our bus to go home getting called names.
We hear her yelling at us to come back over there so we go back over and she says take this home. You've had a horrible day. So whatever that term means, she knows its a bad thing too.
The chick at Bed Bath and Beyond at the Pavilion, needs to like either quit her job or loosen the fuck up.
It took her all of 2 seconds to print out the gift registry and less than a minute to gift package it. Sorry if it ruined your whole fucking day bitch to have to do your fucking job.
Frankly I was her easiest customer in line and oh so sorry she had to put my present in a gift bag, stuff in some tissue paper and tie a fucking bow on it. The woman behind me had like 12 things to return all without a receipt. Get over it. It's your job. Be happy you have one at all.
The kids argued over who was gonna feed the cats when we got home, who was gonna change the litter, who was gonna bring in the recycle bins.
Who was gonna call their aunt to make life easier and no it didn't make it easier. It didn't resolve anything at all.
I'm not trash talking Mr. Spy. I'm talking about my life, how I feel. If you don't like the way I feel, go away. No one asked you to sit here in judgment of me. No one asked you do anything.
You wanna help? Stay out of it. It's none of your business at all is it? Oh wait, yeah it is. Pardon me.
I forget that whatever happens and I write it down is for other people to fix and sit and judge.
The kids are getting ready for school, I have an order to do and some ideas to tackle. I also have some dishes and some housecleaning, some stuff to post on the many places I go to, my life keeps moving.
Later days.
Comments
You really did have a rotten day :-( It's good their teeth finally got cleaned!
That lady at Bed Bath & Beyond should find herself another job and give hers to someone who is willing to work with a smile. It's not hard. I know everyone has a bad day, but when you're in that line of work, smile through the crap the best you can.
Have a good day and I hope it is much better than yesterday! *hugs*
Posted by: Karen | May 4, 2005 7:17 AM
New reader here. Sorry yesterday was so bad. Hope todays better!
Posted by: Dee | May 4, 2005 8:31 AM
Thanks! :)
Posted by: kat | May 4, 2005 10:41 AM
Mister Bachelor feels your pain and says to breath in and out very slowly...
Muah!
Posted by: The Bachelor | May 4, 2005 1:39 PM
Miss Kat says she'd prefer a long hot bath and massage from a 6 foot 3 swedish guy named Hans but breathing will have to do.
*mwah*
Posted by: kat | May 4, 2005 5:10 PM
OMG, it's nice to know I'm not the only one to have days like that! Sorry you had to endure one. Try making the kids sit on the couch and hold hands for 10 minutes without fighting as a punishment. Every time they poke/punch/kick/make faces/growl/etc. the time resets. Often very effective for me!! lol
Posted by: Amanda | May 4, 2005 8:46 PM
They are old enough to know better but they just get all brothery and fighting and argh, it's so annoying.
Posted by: kat | May 4, 2005 8:53 PM
a little while ago I woke up from a nap... thinking my life suckes. I get up eat go back to bed, I can't walk. pain in my leg joint... got a sore ass from sitting ..need to walk but cant... food has to be brought to me.. a simple thing like walking to get a glass of water from the kitchen, takes me a few min. to get the courage to do it , antisapating the pain. it will cause..Doctor wanted to give me "Codine" tabs. . I said no.. the cure would be worse than the pain.... The point of my babelings is that as long as your healthty. the rest is secondary.. with health you are what you are because you want to be...As for the siblings fighting and aruging they are in training for real life.. the suvival of the fittest n shit... learn from the puppies, they play fight so when they get older they can defend them selfs....we are all different... the power struggle continues until the day you die......! Que No?? Who is going to take care of them when ( God forbid) you are gone? Children are on loan from the almighty.. so enjoy the struggle, for too, too soon they will be gone..and you are alone. no stress but alone...I wish I had two kids runing around . so I could yell at them. I yell at my little "taco bell" doggie. but alas (sigh) its just not the same....I close from Tortilla Flats with a smile n a hug... enjoy the times..old trucker ret.
Posted by: Joe Jacques Jr. | May 8, 2005 11:31 PM
I too live in constant pain my friend. I know what you speak of.
I don't really mind the fighting, just wish it was a little less. :)
Take care my friend.
Posted by: kat | May 8, 2005 11:34 PM
In the midst of all my all my Illnesses,yours truly (Me) counts all my blessings. Family who love me. ( sigh) even family who could give a rats ass. about me. For those who show me Love , I hold dearly. Those that don't Love me, I use to apprecate those who do. one says Thank God theys are not all like that. and pray that some day my cat will eat a pineapple. My arms are open. ( to a limit as I can't carry the world). A short phone call for no other reason but to say hello. and how are you..or a letter to say I've been thinking of you... with a "whaz up ". some times people will go into their own little shell ( like a turdle) obliveious to the world around them. so full of self... you can forget what people say or do. But you never forget how they make you feel.. I sleep good at night, thank you very much. in this world you have to learn to deal with assholes... life is peaks and valleys .. on that note I close from tortilla flats Old Trucker Ret.
Posted by: Joe Jacques Jr. | May 9, 2005 8:42 AM