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Sometimes all you can say is ARGH!
Aug. 24th, 2005 09:44 pmWell scrap the plan to return home tomorrow, move on to the plan to return Monday.
Dad is supposed to come home tomorrow. Unfortunately this is a work day for mom, more unfortunately my brother threw his back out, may have a kidney stone, and somehow bashed his knee last night.
Yeah. The house is probably cursed.
So this means I would be the logical choice to go to Worcester and retrieve him. There's just one problem with that... ( Cut for bloody details, literally. Men likely to squick. )
So mom's going to call into work and get dad herself. I'm getting the silent treatment, with a healthy dose of (perceived) guilt trip. Like I planned this or something. With my already poor emotional state (even without the considerations behind the cut) I'm feeling like a waste of skin, or at least a total failure as a person.
Dammit, I WANT TO GO HOME!
Dad is supposed to come home tomorrow. Unfortunately this is a work day for mom, more unfortunately my brother threw his back out, may have a kidney stone, and somehow bashed his knee last night.
Yeah. The house is probably cursed.
So this means I would be the logical choice to go to Worcester and retrieve him. There's just one problem with that... ( Cut for bloody details, literally. Men likely to squick. )
So mom's going to call into work and get dad herself. I'm getting the silent treatment, with a healthy dose of (perceived) guilt trip. Like I planned this or something. With my already poor emotional state (even without the considerations behind the cut) I'm feeling like a waste of skin, or at least a total failure as a person.
Dammit, I WANT TO GO HOME!
