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Oh... whatever.
Nov. 8th, 2005 10:57 amToday I feel very... VERY... blah.
Not overly sure if it's a knock-on from not eating properly yesterday (Own fault, I got distracted and forgot lunch, even though I was hungry. I suck) or else because I'm PMSing... or more likely a combination of both.
Granny's re-arranged furniture is now in the exact same position that it was in the last time she rearranged it. So the cycle continues. I give it a couple of weeks till she starts getting pissy about grandad's zimmer blocking her way again.
And then she kept going on about how she had so much work to do and how she "worked till she dropped" yesterday.
I'm like... WTF? You barely cook. You certainly don't need to clean. All you had to do was reconnect the TV and arrange the photoframes nicely.
And you KNOW she's still not satisfied with the arrangement. But then she never will be because she's a fucking fruitbasket.
On a similar topic, she asked me to write all her christmas cards for her again this year. I've done it the last few years for her as a favour but I said honestly, this year, I'm not going to have time. I have a lot of my own to write. It's not that I don't want to it's just that it's not possible.
You know what she said?
She sucked herself in, like a Victorian matron who's just been told her corset makes her look fat, and said "Well I guess they just won't get any this year then, will they?"
I'm failing to see why this should make me care.
Because I've had this rant before. Because if she wrote cards to the people she liked, and used it as a method of sending holiday cheer to people she actually cared about... then I'd probably be willing to make time. But as I've said in previous years, she doesn't. It's a seasonal demonstration of one-up-manship and snobbery so she can be offended when someone sends her a smaller, less glittery card than the one she sent them.
And so, for two successive mornings she's put me into a generalised mood of *Bleeeearrgch* with her sheer disagreeableness so I think I'm going to shut up before I bring everyone down.
Not overly sure if it's a knock-on from not eating properly yesterday (Own fault, I got distracted and forgot lunch, even though I was hungry. I suck) or else because I'm PMSing... or more likely a combination of both.
Granny's re-arranged furniture is now in the exact same position that it was in the last time she rearranged it. So the cycle continues. I give it a couple of weeks till she starts getting pissy about grandad's zimmer blocking her way again.
And then she kept going on about how she had so much work to do and how she "worked till she dropped" yesterday.
I'm like... WTF? You barely cook. You certainly don't need to clean. All you had to do was reconnect the TV and arrange the photoframes nicely.
And you KNOW she's still not satisfied with the arrangement. But then she never will be because she's a fucking fruitbasket.
On a similar topic, she asked me to write all her christmas cards for her again this year. I've done it the last few years for her as a favour but I said honestly, this year, I'm not going to have time. I have a lot of my own to write. It's not that I don't want to it's just that it's not possible.
You know what she said?
She sucked herself in, like a Victorian matron who's just been told her corset makes her look fat, and said "Well I guess they just won't get any this year then, will they?"
I'm failing to see why this should make me care.
Because I've had this rant before. Because if she wrote cards to the people she liked, and used it as a method of sending holiday cheer to people she actually cared about... then I'd probably be willing to make time. But as I've said in previous years, she doesn't. It's a seasonal demonstration of one-up-manship and snobbery so she can be offended when someone sends her a smaller, less glittery card than the one she sent them.
And so, for two successive mornings she's put me into a generalised mood of *Bleeeearrgch* with her sheer disagreeableness so I think I'm going to shut up before I bring everyone down.
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