This blog is unorganized. It's probably also not very interesting. I had a terrible day I needed to vent. Just a warning.
I didn't get home until late last night. Didn't sleep until about 4am. Which was my fault, yes. But I feel the right to complain anyway. I had to get up at 8am to have time to get my dad a father's day card and get to my parents house in time to actually have time to talk to my dad a little bit before i had to leave for work at 10:30. I get to work and after about 3 hours my boss sends me home. It was a slow day to start off. I clock off and take my phone out of my pocket, a text from my dad telling me to call him. So I do. My grandpa died this morning. While I was father's day shopping. ... I went to safeway to pick up some flowers for my mother. Then I headed home. I get there and my mom immediately starts crying on me. We all sit around... talking... crying... Then my mom gets a phone call. Laura, aka "The Skank." This woman had been the "care taker of my grandpa for about a year now. She had been stealing his money for months and she had at one point, no joke, tried setting up a meth lab on my grandfathers property. This woman has been to jail countless times, has MAYBE 3 teeth left from doing meth for 20 years and was taking advantage of my grandpa. My grandfather has been sick for weeks now... incoherent in fact. My mom thought everything was all in order. She was the benefactor of my grandpa's money and house and.. well, everything. The Skank wrote up a new will. Claiming herself the new benefactor and casting my mother aside completely. The only thing stopping this whole thing from being legal is the whiteness not signing the will. But.. enough of the technicality bull shit. This is all terribly hard for my family to deal with. My mother was crying on me for hours. I've had issues with my mom but apparently there's still a fair amount of sympathy and respect left somewhere in my heart. Today broke my heart. Finally my family's mood lifts and my brother and I decide to order some food from the Silver Gultch. I place the order and 30 minutes later Aaron and I go to pick it up. On our way in i run into Keenan's mom and Sister. I say 'Hi," and keep walking. We get the food and head back to the parking lot. Waiting, outside the door is Keenan's mom, and sister, Autumn. I say hello again and ask how they're doing. the response I get is a very rude, "Keenan wants to talk to you." I say I'll call him and ask again how things are going. Autumn looks at me and then at my brother. She says, again quite rude, "Who's this?" I say, "My brother, Aaron." Aaron shakes her hand and asks who she is. I say "Keenan's sister." And she responds with another, "I bet Keenan really wants to talk to you." Taken aback I just gave up on the conversation and left for my car. It dawns on me that she's mad at me for being out with another guy. ... Who I was not showing ANY affection to. Who I was grabbing a take out meal with... She picked the wrong day.. I get home. I'm pissed. My family immediately decides that this woman is on the Borecki family's perpetual, never-ending shit list. Keenan texts her and tells her I was with my brother... Like I said... and she sends me a text basically refusing to apologise. And telling me I'm wrong, she was NOT rude. As little as I want to start this drama I feel the need to fight for this one. I have been nothing but good to Keenan. I'm the first girl to give him a real shot at a real relationship. I'm the girl who pays for his meals. I'm the girl who lets him stay at my home, free of charge. I'm the girl who put up with all the drama of this winter. When SADs was getting to Keenan. I'm the girl that makes him happy. And here she is, accusing me of being unfaithful. Screw that. If I have to deal with one more of these situations my head might literally explode. If I deal with one more ass hole I'm going to lose it. All of this on top of my 57 hour work week. All of this on top of the stress of trying to find a new home. All of this on top of the death of my lizard on Thursday... All of this.
All. Of. This.
You do have right to complain. The situation your in sucks.
ReplyDeleteI've found that when I do complain though, it only feeds my fire and feelings of injustice. Though trust me, the injustice is there. But, when I try to count all the good things, it makes the bad things not so unbearable.
So to get you started so your head doesn't explode: Up sides I found to these situations based on your blog:
-Keenan trusts you. He knows it was just your brother. (In highschool there was all the drama and mistrust and stupidness...yay for Keenan!)
-You and your mom still love eachother! After all the "issues", "there's still a fair amount of sympathy and respect left somewhere in my heart" YAY!!! Big accomplishments! Your family is the only family you got! It makes me happy for you to read that.
-You got to go home from work after 3 hrs! YAY! Getting off work early is always a good thing(except for when you only have 5 dollars in your bank account..and your paid hourly. Then I'd actually want to stay at work)!
-The skank woman didn't have a witness-YAY!
lol Thanks Melanie. <3
ReplyDeleteGlad I could help!
ReplyDeleteRightous fury! Let's pop a cap in someone's ass! *pop, pop*
ReplyDeletethis post was so intense.. I'm sorry everything is bursting w fireworks lately. You're amazingly strong and I'm excited to see you on Thursday :)
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