|02:46 pm - blah, blah, corpses|
I'm stalling. I really should go break down the boxes, but it occured to me that Lori might want them sooner rather than later, but what am I thinking, she'd rather have them compacted, otherwise how will they fit in her car. Genius, eh?
Another load of laundry finished, and finally something resembling an end in sight. Lunch is somewhat made, by which I mean I'm stealing hoppie's lunch from yesterday that he didn't finish so I don't have to think about what I might actually want, which as far as I can tell seems to involve running away from his family. Which isn't right. They're always very good to me. I just hate being an adult sometimes. It doesn't always fit right.
I try to explain it to Tom who just looks at me blankly and says, "You've already told me this." But it's still true! But what would be the point in saying that. I've told him that before too.
For all the things I love about Boston, I'd rather be in KY on the 4th of July. Maybe it's becuase I was kid then, but the 4th was never about all the work and planning and driving required. Here that's what it usually is. I've only had two July 4th celebrations where I actually felt relaxed. And this isn't one of them. I don't think it's the worst, but it ranks pretty low.
Current Music: Bowling for Soup "On and On (About You)"
|Date:||July 4th, 2004 02:30 pm (UTC)|| |
Honey, I didn't respond because I couldn't find the words (and I've got so much bullshit to deal with right now that I really don't have anything left over for anyone else) but if that had happened to me I would have immediately fallen to the floor and just cried. Not lots of tears..but hot painful tears that refuse to flow down my face and instead just burn and add insult to injury.
I haven't enjoyed a single holiday since my grandma died 5 years ago..there's always something missing..we don't seem to know who to shift responsibility onto..should we go to my aunt's or to my house? but what about my mother? plus I"m the better cook..but my aunt is the better hostess with the better house..so what do you do? I dunno..I do enjoy holidays more here..less crowded..driving anywhere is less stressful..
I've also given up on getting anyone (incl jtn) to care about anything as much as I do..lj for me is just an outlet for my frustrations and a way to prioritise or minimise my stresses..*hugs*
Speaking of total and utter frustration, I've gotten back in touch with an old internet friend, and I want you to meet her. You guys have so much in common. Click on my "Erin's blog" sidebar link and we'll talk more about it tomorrow. *HUG*