Friday, January 28th 2011
HAPPY SWEET SIXTEEN GRANDMA! (again :-)
I finally made it to the bank. I sent a message to Bryan asking if Dayna could stay with him this weekend since I am still displaced. It's really not a good situation here. We'd be sharing the couch, my mom would get annoyed at us in the way, and Dayna'd be bored out of her mind.
I HURT! I had to shovel out the car from over a foot of snow yesterday. I only have one pill of pain medication left, and one muscle relaxer. I'm near tears. My step-dad thinks he's being humorous telling me to "stop making so much noise" when I move because I cry. :-( I can't handle this anymore.
I talked to Aunt M. I am so glad to have her in my life. It means so much to me that she hasn't given up on me yet. I feel bad though. She comes up with great suggestions. The problem is, so far what's come up I have already considered so I feel like a negative schlump when I try to explain why it won't work. I don't feel like I can verbalize the reasons well enough. I worry how that comes across. And I HATE that I always end up crying!
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