Achey-pants

2008 | Family, Holidays

Argh I’m achey. I forgot how much a night’s sleep really hurts me on that couch, for one thing it’s cushions go all over the place instead of staying put because it’s an open-ended secional and if the cushions seperate near my back I end up with an excruciating back ache that hurts twice as bad when I breathe in or out. Plus it’s still freezing and that tiny space heater doesn’t do that much.

Yes, I’m complaining, lol. It’s all I can bring myself to do, I just feel like crap these days and I don’t know what to do about it. Plus I’d kill someone for a can of cherry pepsi right now, lol.

I think most of the reason I’m in such a funk is I’m still getting over having to deal with my mother on Thanksgiving, as if the fact that it’s a holiday isn’t bad enough, but now I’m cranky and my aches are achey-er, and I blame her for that, lol. She’s starting in on us again about moving with her to a tiny, shittier town with absolutely no way of getting out and she gets mad if we go, “No, I don’t want to make it harder for myself to live.” as if what we’re really saying is, “No, I want to make things harder on you. I’m unreasonable.” when in reality moving with her is unreasonable. ARGH. I’m in a bad mood.

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