Good Morning
DH will be here within the hour to get me ready for my day. Yep, I’m up for the day now. Been watching Midsomer Murders on Tubi. The last episode a woman committed suicide but was able to confess her sins and wrong doings to DCI Barnaby. She did not want her niece to be convicted of the murder. The woman, telling her story to Barnaby was killing of three people. The woman passed away on her living room and the EMT’s took her out of the home on a stretcher and put her in an ambulance. What a horrible act this woman did for herself and her family. I have go now and rest a while before DH gets here.
I am very frustrated right now. DH needs to text JP to find out about today. The cable company is coming at 11AM this morning to look into something for JP. She thinks there is another place for the cable to be hooked up in the living room. I believe, honestly, that the spot she is looking at is an old phone jack. We will find out later unless JP forgot about the cable company is coming today.
Good Evening, I Think Anyway?
With evening coming upon us this late afternoon, evening among us tonight, I have to admit that I am in a mood this early afternoon. I want to be less busy this afternoon this afternoon’s-tired day. I am ready for bed at this afternoon this fine day. JP did make it by 10 AM as planned and the cable guy came, but was unable to do what JP thought he could do. In fact, the maintenance man D said that the cable company could put another line in the apartment anytime as they have done so in the past. That kind of pissed JP a little bit to the point she is going to talk to someone at Spectrum—maybe not and if she does, I will say something about it. DH came and JP showed her how to work the ice maker on my kitchen counter. She also helped DH adjust her hours on the GTI app online. I have been in a mood all day—happy, frustrated, crying, and not wanting JP not have tomorrow off. I want her here tomorrow afternoon, not DH. I surely do not want JM here right now. Her friendship with me is on hold right now, and JP teasing me about it today did not please me. I am not in the teasing mood right now nor am I in the mood to be the product of someone teasing me because I hate being the product of being teased at. Kids at school were mean about it then and it has left a sour note and taste in my mouth for years. You may get a smile out of me sometimes, that is an occasion at best at time. I hate being teased about to this day.
Can My Parents Leave the Past Where it Belongs in the Past?
Apparently not. Every time they come for a visit, they talk about the past and with the visit on November 25th turned to the time they reminded me why I got kicked out. Why did I get kicked out of the house? It was because I dropped my pills on the floor and my little sister KLK found pills on the floor, and she was 2 years old going on 3 years the time I moved out. It hurts me and I feel it is attacking mr to the point I do not want them in my life. My parents, once my AR parentswho are now my Milwaukee parents. Yep, they moved back to Wisconsin. Is it not emotional abuse, people? I think so. My Milwaukee parents have been abusing me emotionally for years. I have every right to have peace in my own home. My parents will be mean until they go to their graves. Emotional abuse sucks, people. It is not highly recommended in my book of life. Oh yeah, I forgot, I do not have one, remember? Nope, I do not have one. To me it is a controlled life, and I am not the one running my own life because it is being run by JP who believe my parents are getting old. Again, I have been emotionally abused by my dad for years and all of my life. Why? I have no idea why.
