: Catching Up
I figured that since I got all sorts of caught up with Stephy tonight, I would catch everyone else up on what's going on. At the moment, I'm still feeling rather emo since the previous up-date. I'll try and spare everyone, but I can't promise anything.
First and foremost is the condition of my Grandmother. I'm not sure who knows this, but she's a quadroplegic and has been for 16 years. The past year - really - has been pretty rough for her. As of Friday, she's become completely non-responsive. Her organs are in the process of shutting down -- her kidneys are supposed down. There are options. Either we just let her go on her own . . . or the respirator gets turned off. The only real advantage to turning the respirator off is that my Uncle Bruce can fly in. And it'll be before things get worse.
So I'm dealing with that.
Before all this, though, last week I was in pretty poor shape anyways. I've been wrestling with a bout of insomnia due to some financial concerns -- coupled with my previously documented rant. I'm not in the hole or anything, but the weight of living on one's own is heavy. I made one or two stupid mistakes and I'm (quite litterally) paying for them.
I really like how I've had two people basically address my current shitty job situation and describe it as "sad/poor" . . . and yet have no options for me. I'm really fucking tired of that. Dan told me this week that his Mom is "concerned" about me and that I'm getting married, but still doing carts.
As I told him: "Tell her to find me a new job if she feels that way."
I'm in a really akward situation right now. I can't really get a second job what with my Acme schedule and whatnot. On top of that, the wedding will be taking up about 2.5-3 weeks of my life. Getting a "real" job would be the better option, though I'd have to explain that to them. And I can't exactly make a break for Columbus yet, because I have no interest in screwing Kyle over with the rent. And he doesn't even have a job!
This is why I wanted a Temp job. Something with set hours that I can work Acme around and I can skip out of when the wedding/Columbus comes.
I really wish I could have re-planned this entire year. I mean, really, without M-Clem's money, we're looking at some trouble. I have everything planned out with that cash and even though I understand that things didn't go as he wanted them, I really feel fucked right now.
Add all this shit now onto what I've all ready ranted about in that entry just one or two down and . . . yeah, that's what I'm dealing with.
Someone please help.
~W~
I figured that since I got all sorts of caught up with Stephy tonight, I would catch everyone else up on what's going on. At the moment, I'm still feeling rather emo since the previous up-date. I'll try and spare everyone, but I can't promise anything.
First and foremost is the condition of my Grandmother. I'm not sure who knows this, but she's a quadroplegic and has been for 16 years. The past year - really - has been pretty rough for her. As of Friday, she's become completely non-responsive. Her organs are in the process of shutting down -- her kidneys are supposed down. There are options. Either we just let her go on her own . . . or the respirator gets turned off. The only real advantage to turning the respirator off is that my Uncle Bruce can fly in. And it'll be before things get worse.
So I'm dealing with that.
Before all this, though, last week I was in pretty poor shape anyways. I've been wrestling with a bout of insomnia due to some financial concerns -- coupled with my previously documented rant. I'm not in the hole or anything, but the weight of living on one's own is heavy. I made one or two stupid mistakes and I'm (quite litterally) paying for them.
I really like how I've had two people basically address my current shitty job situation and describe it as "sad/poor" . . . and yet have no options for me. I'm really fucking tired of that. Dan told me this week that his Mom is "concerned" about me and that I'm getting married, but still doing carts.
As I told him: "Tell her to find me a new job if she feels that way."
I'm in a really akward situation right now. I can't really get a second job what with my Acme schedule and whatnot. On top of that, the wedding will be taking up about 2.5-3 weeks of my life. Getting a "real" job would be the better option, though I'd have to explain that to them. And I can't exactly make a break for Columbus yet, because I have no interest in screwing Kyle over with the rent. And he doesn't even have a job!
This is why I wanted a Temp job. Something with set hours that I can work Acme around and I can skip out of when the wedding/Columbus comes.
I really wish I could have re-planned this entire year. I mean, really, without M-Clem's money, we're looking at some trouble. I have everything planned out with that cash and even though I understand that things didn't go as he wanted them, I really feel fucked right now.
Add all this shit now onto what I've all ready ranted about in that entry just one or two down and . . . yeah, that's what I'm dealing with.
Someone please help.
~W~
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