Happy Freaking Monday
My life has pretty much gotten completely out of hand and all I can say is "SERENITY NOW!".Mr. Q's dad is in the hospital. He went in Wednesday and we all thought he'd be back home by now and at work even, but he's not doing too well. Thoughts and prayers are welcomed.
I have my own plethora of issues going on right now which we'll save for later. (Girl issues.) Mother's Day was mostly spent at the hospital and I was happy to be there. I made dinner for my beautiful and most amazing Mom-in-law and my always amazing husband and my mostly amazing daughter. My amazing son is apparently trapped under a large, heavy object somewhere because he forgot/neglected/didn't care enough to call me to say Happy Mother's Day.
I am minutes away from boycotting his graduation. I don't want to boycott but the stars are all aligning to make it one of the most difficult things I've ever done. And he hasn't even given me the freaking courtesy to let me know what time the ceremony is. He said he wanted me to come and said it was important to him, but since I (a) don't know what time it is; (b) don't have the money and scarcely the time to get there; (c) didn't even get so much as a phone call yesterday; and (d) he has ignored repeated requests to tell me where and when it is, I am wondering just how important it will be to him. Just one of those and the many other factors wouldn't stop me, but they are all compounding each other to make it seemingly impossible.
Sorry, if I'm bumming you out! It's looking like another week from hell. And I don't want to face. No, no, no, no.
1 comment(s):
One of the untold parts about Mr. Costanza's "Serenity Now" tapes was that, as it has been recently discovered, I am actually the person who doles that serenity out.
So... Poof! Serene? Yeah, that's what I thought!
Hang in there, kiddo.
By Anonymous, at 10:36 AM
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