This has not been a pleasant day
Things to blame for the horrible delay:
- photos that I'd emailed to myself and were editing. I tried my hand at Photoshop. That program is complicated. Time consuming.
- facebook. I was having a chat conversation with someone. Very involved.
- Bringing groceries upstairs.
- dealing with family members who kept coming over and distracting me.
It's been a long day and I'm finally getting to blog, just as my mother has requested I get off. Oh well, I'm going to write anyway.
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Its Sunday. I really hate Sundays. If I don't have a church I can go to then Sundays feel pointless, empty and lazy. I don't like any of those "feels".
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Sophie got home from her weekend away with the O'briens in Portsmouth. She had fun.
Gracie has been making eggs because she has this pan and she adores using it.
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I got my nose pierced. Re-pierced. I really like it, I always have. I pierced it when I was 16.
That was a messy, emotional, very angry, angst-y time. I lost my bedroom door for it and couldn't have it back until I took out the piercing. I stuck with that for about 8 months. I figured out various substitutes for a door and it worked out pretty good.
I don't remember what it was that made me decided I wanted my door back. Oh wait, yes I do. I decided I liked the look of not having one again. I let my parents think that I was doing it out of repentance. Nope, I just decided I didn't want it anymore.
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I realized yesterday I am my mother's Ann-with-an-e Shirley. Mabel. Pollyanna (although my outlook is not always as cheerful). I can't remember many other wild female movie or book characters, but I know that I fit all of them. I told this to my mom yesterday.
Here's the story:
I had removed a screen from one of my windows and let it drop to the ground because 1, it was wet and 2, it was too big to pull inside. Well, in about 20 seconds I hear my mother coming up the stairs more quickly then usual and I very quickly close my window and turn the other way on my bed.
She knocks and comes in and says "What are you doing?" in that voice which I know means "Molly I don't know what to do with you, you never cease to do something to catch me off guard and shock me, etc".
I answered that I was taking a picture and the screen was in my way. I asked if she'd been at the computer (where the window below mine is so she would've seen and heard the screen drop).
She had.
She had her usual reaction to my unexpected antics and asked me to go bring the screen inside.
It was raining, so I dashed outside and brought it in. She told me to go hide it in the basement because my dad would freak out if he found out I'd taken it out. The previous times I've taken my screens out, I was running away and leaving through my second story window.
After, I told her that I'd decided I was her Anne and her Mabel and she said "Yes, yes you are!" in her exasperated oh I love you and I don't know what to do with you tone.
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That was yesterday. My nose was also yesterday. She did not notice that which I was expecting because she is not very observant. I wasn't going to say anything to anyone either, I'm just going to let them notice. My dad was the one who noticed. Which figures because he was the one who was so upset over it when I was 16. And the rule was that I had to wait until I was 18 to get anything else pierced because then it would be my decision. He's very prompt to tell me about the consequences and how I'll regret it someday. About everything. E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G.
Its infuriating.
Mum suggested MINUTES after I kept my cool with my dad's little speech that he should take me out driving today because he really hasn't ever gotten the chance. I reacted something like, what the hell, NO. She was going over to the computer with me and I said to her that today was not a good day to go driving with Dad and I had to explain that since he had seen my nose and wasn't happy about it, the driving would consist of him lecturing me while I'm driving. She immediately saw my point. Which is good but annoying because she doesn't realize these things before she suggests them.
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We got the exciting news that we are going to Disney World a week from today. Very pleased about that, I do love love love Disney.
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I'm tired and frankly, stressed out. There's been too much going on today and I feel somewhat picked on. I'm going to my room. Its my hiding place.
What's wrong about that is that I feel the need to hide.
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