Whoa, OD is alive?
Wow, OD is actually working at a decent time.
We got our car fixed this morning. While they worked on it we walked to the mini golf course and played a round of mini-golf. It was a little hot for mini-golf. We finished our game, hubby won, then we got lunch at Subway and walked back to the car dealership. When we got there we were surprised to find that our car was already finished. Theyd told us it would take an hour and a half to two hours. We had only been gone for an hour.
We were at work by a few minutes after 11 and are taking a half-day so we still get to leave at three. And believe it or not as I type this Im working. 🙂 Im scanning forms. Actually, I must go save and switch forms. 🙂 Okay. These forms are the only thing I have to do today and I only have two. More work might come in but I kind of doubt it.
My step-sister called me last night. Shes moving to Maine but her car is unreliable, shes also unable to buy a new car so shes going by greyhound. She wanted to know if, when we went to Oklahoma in October, we could bring her cat back with us so she could pick her up from us. Awww, now how could I resist that? I warned her wed be traveling with our dog and she said her cat was used to dogs so I agreed. Shes lucky were planning to rent an SUV to drive to Oklahoma, otherwise we wouldnt have room for an extra pet. Can anyone imagine traveling with a cat, a dog AND luggage for two people and both pets in a Hyundai Accent? I didnt think so. Were renting an SUV so I can get the rest of my stuff here from Oklahoma. My mom is threatening to throw it out if I dont. I can understand wanting the storage space cleaned out but it still kind of pisses me off.
Anyway, Ive never actually met my step-sister. My dad married her mom less than a year ago. Weve talked back and forth via e-mail a lot and on the phone for the first time last night. She seems really nice. I guess Ill be meeting her for the first time when she picks up her cat from us in October.
I had a dream last night that we were in Oklahoma visiting my family. For some reason my Aunt was driving us to dinner. When we got there my whole family was there including the missing link (my ex-step mom). I was flat out pissed when I saw she was there and yelled. You all know I never wanted to fucking see this bitchs face again!! Why the fuck is she here??? and stormed out. I went back in to tell my dad where Id meet him later but the bitch tried to confront me so I started throwing chairs and flipping tables. Apparently her and my dad had made up and were back together. That was the weirdest dream. But probably a good representation of how Id react to my dad and ex step mom getting back together. I hate her more than anyone in the world. Because of her my teenage years were full of self-hatred and suicidal thoughts. She succeeded in making me feel worthless and lifeless. Just in the past couple of years Ive started regaining my self-confidence. Its only been in the past two years too that serious mistakes and problems havent left me plotting ways to kill myself. I finally have myself back and Ive told my dad that I will never see her again. He, at one point said that he considered getting back with her and I told him if he did I still wouldnt see her. I didnt tell him I wouldnt see him, but if he had chosen to go back with her I would have written off his entire side of the family. Seeing them is NOT worth seeing her again, ever. I honestly, if I saw her, I think Id kill her. I really do. I wont even go see my brother because of the feelings of pure hatred I have for her. Kicking her out of my house felt fucking awesome that day. She got exactly what she deserved and I felt so fucking freed.
*sigh* So anyway. I should probably finish up with this form and maybe Ill write again later.
Sounds as though you’re not all the way freed–you’re still pissed as hell or you’d not have had that dream. The kinds of evil deeds she perpetrated on you during your teenage years take a VERY long time to work through, though, so it’s a good thing you’re dreaming about her. These sorts of dreams help work through leftover emotions. I haul three greyhounds around in my beater car (a Corolla)
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and even though it’s a 4-door with a back seat, greyhounds are huge dogs, and it’s hilarious with all three of them in that car–one has to go in the front seat and it’s hard for greyhounds to sit, so the dog in the front seat has to stand. And he usually ends up drooling all over my gearshift, me, the dashboard, and the seat. There’s no room for another person when I’m hauling all three dogs!
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