Sunday, September 27, 2009

Sleepless in Montana, Night Number Two....

I can't sleep. I didn't sleep last night either. I did take a nap late this afternoon which I'm sure is adding to my problem.

My mom and sister are here for a very short visit. I always look forward to them coming, then when they get here, I realize why I can't be around them too much.

My sister kept telling me how they were ready to come up here when I was sick. After this visit, I find myself thinking why? Why would that be a good idea. I'm totally picking up after both of them...no one will even take a dirty dish to the kitchen. Eating all over my new sofa's...last night I had to stuff parsley in my mouth to keep from screaming about all the popcorn ball crumbs all over my couch.

My sisters way fat ass hanging out of some cut off sweat-short things...I mean if she bends over, you could see her coochie....not only is that a huge ewwwww, it's just plain inappropriate.

The worst for me is the sneery inside comments they make to each other....like they know things about me that they make fun of in private. I think they both enjoy making me feel like crap.

Last night we all went over to hubcaps for BBQ. I pulled the last of my ribeyes out of the freezer for the occasion. We had a nice dinner, campfire, etc....then today she asked me if I was really sure "her steak was a rib-eye" because it had no bone. Fuck...I mean what do you say to that???? Then she always makes the required comments about my steak because I like it about med-rare...she likes her's like a dead piece of burnt shoe leather....so what? Well...I get the comments every time I eat.

I'm faced with their constant snacking, eating, sucking their teeth...good god....am I really related to these people?

I told myself this visit, it was going to be short, and I was going to stuff it. I have. I haven't said a word, but I'm so ready for them to go home. I feel bad because they drove all this way to see me and the kids, and I already want them to leave. I guess the history I have with both of them is still there big and strong.

WORK....WORK...WORK....

I had my meeting last week with evil boss and the union representative. I'm still not officially written up. I submitted my letter of rebuttal this week, and though I think things are going to be fine, it still just messes with my head. I'm actively looking for a new job now. Crazy boss man started acting a bit normal the later part of the week, but I know he can slip back over the edge in a nano-second....but the thing I was proud of was that I didn't run away. I so badly wanted to say "fuck you" and walk. I didn't do that. I confronted him on his shit, and I won the battle. We have yet to see how the war comes out though....

Well I finally think I'm getting sleepy...so off to dreamland I go at 3:00am....

G'night peeps!

Mon

3 comments:

MakingSpace said...

Woah. Short visits from unwanted relatives can be converted into even shorter video chats with the grandkids. Just sayin. LOL No muss, no fuss.

You sound like you're doing great with the family and work. Knowing when to battle and when to keep quiet - sounds like wisdom to me...

CJ said...

I take it they don't read your blog?? I am so sorry, family can be so cruel. I hope they grow up one day and get over themselves.

CJ said...

Sorry but I did have to giggle at some of your descriptions. You did well to survive the visit with no fights!