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Nov. 22nd, 2006 08:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jianantonicDown to 15 days. Though I'm going to call the realtor today and see if I can't bump up move in day by another couple of days because the devil woman is driving me crazy. I don't want to hate my mother. But I'm not sure she doesn't want me to. I don't want to sound whiny or ungrateful, so I will just say this and hope that you believe me without thinking I'm just being a drama queen. I hate where I am right now, and I have good reason to. I believe that things will be much, much better, in approximately two weeks.
I blame my mother for the recent return of my insomnia. I was so exhausted last night that I went to bed at 6:30. I didn't actually fall asleep until sometime after 8, and every time my dreams started to get interesting, I woke up again. I've pretty much forgotten most of the dreams by now, but I do remember that in one of them, I got out of the shower to realize that all my body hair was gone. The hair on my head was still there...but that was it. I was like, well, that's convenient, I guess. But I woke up pretty much right away and I don't remember what the dream was about other than that one moment of it. I had another dream that a friend was going to fly in from Michigan to try and help me sleep at night, but that dream didn't pan out, either. Naturally, I woke up before the help with sleeping part started.
Most of my family will be at the house by the time I get off work today, so that's cool, but I'm so mad at my mother over something she did this morning that I almost don't want to go home at all. It's not like I have someplace else to go, though. And I do really want to see my family. I just...rrrr...I can't begin to communicate how frustrating my recent interactions with the beast have been. I hate it.
:(
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.
I blame my mother for the recent return of my insomnia. I was so exhausted last night that I went to bed at 6:30. I didn't actually fall asleep until sometime after 8, and every time my dreams started to get interesting, I woke up again. I've pretty much forgotten most of the dreams by now, but I do remember that in one of them, I got out of the shower to realize that all my body hair was gone. The hair on my head was still there...but that was it. I was like, well, that's convenient, I guess. But I woke up pretty much right away and I don't remember what the dream was about other than that one moment of it. I had another dream that a friend was going to fly in from Michigan to try and help me sleep at night, but that dream didn't pan out, either. Naturally, I woke up before the help with sleeping part started.
Most of my family will be at the house by the time I get off work today, so that's cool, but I'm so mad at my mother over something she did this morning that I almost don't want to go home at all. It's not like I have someplace else to go, though. And I do really want to see my family. I just...rrrr...I can't begin to communicate how frustrating my recent interactions with the beast have been. I hate it.
:(
Happy Thanksgiving, y'all.
