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E.D.=eldest daughter


E.G.=eldest grandson

M.G.=Middle grandson

Y.D.=youngest daughter

Y.G.=youngest grandson



I totally hear where you are coming from. Sleep, oh, blessed sleep! I have always said, give me my 8 hours of sleep (all eight hours) and I am the happiest I could possibly be. Less than that and I am not a happy camper, not by choice, I am more a zombie than anything.

I stepped on the scale yesterday. It groaned when it saw me coming, but as I started to stop on it, it started snap, crackling, and popping. Dirty bastard! I hate being this weight, I hate it, I hate it, and I hate it! You know how you want to starve just to lose weight and then you got eat something cuz you are so upset? That is so totally me. I am eating my weigh (pun) to disability at the rate I am going.

Thanksgiving was totally a familiar thing. E.D. threw a fit and decided she wanted to walk away, cuz grandma made her angry. I don’t even want to do Christmas with eldest. Every time we gather as a family, she gets angry and throws a fit. So anyway, she goes to the frig after we have eaten, even after the dessert and grandma tells her not to eat from the Ziploc bag; M.D. had packed the bag for her for lunch at work; a concept that E.D. has no clue about. Now E.D. feels like grandma is calling her fat (which she is, she is getting huge, over 250 I am betting) so she grabs the Y.G. and says they are walking. I just look at her, cuz I am not her freaking chauffer. Meanwhile, seeing she was not going to get her way, she calmed down a bit.

So, let’s go back one day, so E.G. was dropped off by his father, but she couldn’t take him, cuz she was going out partying. So E.G. ends up at grandma’s house for the night. Then on thanksgiving, E.D. doesn’t bring M.G. because he is with his other grandma. Now E.G. has not seen M.G. and really misses seeing him. E.D. has decided she is going to Boise for the weekend to watch the BSU game with aunt. She is planning on taking Y.G. (When I had spoken to her a couple of days earlier, she had told me she was taking Y.G. to the game, even though he has been sick. I was disgusted by this and let her know. ) So now we are at grandma’s house and I am informed by E.D. that I am to take her to Boise after dinner. I told her I there was no way I was taking her to Boise, so now she is angry again. So when asked, E.G. says he wants to go to my house, not hers for the night. I end up dropping her at a friend’s house.

So Saturday arrives and the phone starts to ring early in the morning. (Remember, I like you, just want to sleep. Friday night was one of the worst nights in the last 16 weeks of this coughing. I felt like I was drowning in the middle of the night, cuz now, fluid is coming up when I cough.) My mom is going to take E.G. home, we had planned on this going down on Sunday when E.D. would ride with mom to do the deed, but E.D. is still in Boise. Mom is wanted to miss the traffic of everyone going home. She says that M.D. can go with her, cuz I didn’t want to be in the car and have a coughing fit; they hurt and give me instant headaches. M.D. is pissed, why does she get volunteered to do things she doesn’t want to. Then we get a call from E.D. who wants to know when we are coming to pick her up. I was pissed. I told her I did not get that memo and there was no way I was going up there to pick her up. She says that she planned on E.G. spending the day with his aunt and then we were going to bring her home. OH NO YOU DI’INT! By the time all the phone calls between grandma and E.D. I told E.G. to get his clothes on and I would take him now. So the phone is ringing and ringing and I ignore it and spend the next 5 hours in the car driving E.G. home. I love that guy and wish he lived closer. But as we were walking out the door M.D. is putting clothes on to go. I look at her and tell her there is no way she is going with me. I tell her I can’t get her to do anything around the house without asking her, why the hell do I want her going with me? She gets angry and storms away in the house.

So this morning, Sunday, I am sleeping cuz again, not a good night; I am having to sleep sitting up, still have coughing fits, when the phone starts ringing early. I don’t answer it, cuz it is too early to get up, but it continues. Finally I get up and it is M.D. wondering if I was awake. I understand that she is working and it gets boring when you are by yourself at her job, but I just wanted to sleep. Only good thing I can say is that I can take a nap in a little while.

Oh here is another good one-welfare is now offering once a year a $200 voucher that can be used to quit smoking or join a gym; it's called preventative health. Okay so here is my beef-IF YOU HAVE TIME TO GO TO THE GYM, YOU HAVE TIME TO GET A FUCKING JOB!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And this goes to E.D.! I can't believe that the government is stepping in and giving them more bullshit money to be used on shit. Fuck, if they have money to smoke, then they shouldn't be on welfare! Fuck these people who have excuses for everything, including why they can't get a job. E.D. won't go to job fair, cuz that means it's she may have to get a job. I am so fucking pissed over this shit. We don't have enough money for elderly, but we can now throw away $200 per useless person not wanting to work on welfare. Okay, now my adrenaline is up. And why is it that E.D. gets to go out and party pretty much every Wednesday; that is why E.G. couldn't stay with her the day before Thanksgiving, cuz she was going out? These welfare people would be so pissed at me if I were running the system. I would take blood monthly to insure they were not doing drugs or smoking if they wanted to be on welfare. I can't believe how easy it is for them. I remember being on welfare and wanting a job so bad so that I could get off of it. I begged to be in the guinea pig program they were holding to train people on getting jobs, they weren't even going to offer it to me. They had showed up at my neighbors house and she had told them hell no, but when I asked if they were going to my house, they told me no, so I begged to be put on the list. That was the beginning of the best part of being a job holder.

.ttyl, your BBB