Dude, I feel for you. I could not, under any circumstances, live with either of my in-laws. I’d rather be living under a bridge. Seriously. So, I’m sure it is taking immense strength to put up with the craaaaap day in and day out. More power to you, my friend.
You know, Steve, it’s funny you talk about crazy traffic incidents yesterday. We were out around town most of the day and kept commenting on what was up with the crazy, dangerous things people kept doing. It was uncanny how many people tried to cut off, run into, play games with, or otherwise agitate other drivers. We kept wondering if it was a full moon (it’s not). Weird.
Oh good god! My heart truly goes out to you. I hate my mother-in-law so much that when I am required to spend more than an hour or two with her, I physically get sick. The very energy and air around her vibrates with an extreme negativity and vampire-ishness that sucks the life out of the room and all people in it, while at the same time making everyone see the world and their lives as pointless, depressed, unfair, and extremely hard.
She lives 12 hours away in Seattle and this winter, while my husband is not working (he’s a landscaping manager) he’s going to help remodel her home - I am already trying to line up another job (I wait and manage at a restaurant with a very flexible schedule) that will ensure that I can never visit him while he is there. Yes, I love my husband, but at the end of the winter he’ll return - if I go and stay for any length of time (like more than an hour) with mother-in-law, someone is going to die, my marriage will end, and/or I will kill myself.
Might I suggest you go for a drive to the store and take the long way home!!!
just make sure you go back. we wouldn’t want our littlest cylon to have abandonment issues. (I bet that’s what happened to Cavill–his tub o’ goo was relocated, and he never learned to form attachments after that)
sorry you’re having a rough time, Armando
you too, Keara
Normally I get along great with my mother-in-law. Having to live with the woman, however, is another story (and she tends to play my wife and I against each other).
Taking the long way to the store has turned out not to be an option because I’ve spent the first Sunday I’ve had off since school started prepping for the coming week by writing a mid-term and putting together some examples for the class that’s causing me ass pimples so that they maybe stop complaining and I can keep my job (I simply love being an adjunct and having the possibility of losing my job at any time lorded over me like this too).
Here I thought I was going to have most of today available to play Force Unleashed, which I’ve gotten to play twice since it came out. Oh well!
Needless to say, I am not a happy camper today.
Dude, I feel for you. I could not, under any circumstances, live with either of my in-laws. I’d rather be living under a bridge. Seriously. So, I’m sure it is taking immense strength to put up with the craaaaap day in and day out. More power to you, my friend.
Thanks for the good thoughts, Keara, although I’m not sure if there’s more power to me or not. Things get tense between my wife and I when this happens too, so that it makes me want to leave all the more. I just can’t cause, you know, I’m the only one working right now (and I love my wife, there IS that).
My hand got burned cooking (splattering… harumph).
That is all there is to say. It hurts.
Sorry about that… hope it feels better. This may be a good excuse to use to force your husband to do the cooking for a while, or make him drive out to get take-outs for a while.
I used to work in a kitchen for a few years, in one of my past lives. I cut and burned myself so often… I went to boxes and boxes of Neosporin and NuSkins every month. Looking back of all the crappy past jobs I’ve had, I miss working the kitchen the most.
So i was driving from my Moms place (in Tampa) to my Dads place (In Tallahassee). I was about 120 miles from my Moms and about 90 miles from my Dads when my timing belt broke in the middle of nowhere at about 10 at night. Lucky for me my step-dad happened to be about 5 miles away driving from Tallahassee to Tampa. He was able to drive me half way where my dad picked me up and took me the rest of the way back to Tally. Tomorrow i get to go back to my car and tow it behind my dads truck using a tow rope. That’s about 85 miles to our mechanic all by tow rope. Oh and its my 30th Bday…great way to spend a bday…
I feel like death warmed over. My gut is churning, my head feels like it is stuffed with cotton and too heavy for my neck to support, and I woke up tonight with a killer headache. I’m sneezing, pale (paler than normal), and achy. And believe it or not, I’m not ill. It’s all allergies, PMS, and caffeine withdrawal. Yee haw.
Well, then, let me be the least important person in your life to say, Happy Birthday! I hope everyday of your 30th year will be better than today.
Oooh, you poor thing. Here’s a care package for you
This should help ease two out of your three ailments. About the third one… well, I can’t help you there! :o
Aww, thanks! I feel better already!
The market. Seriously, it’s bumming me out. Even with the bailout package, European markets were down, and whaddayaknow, US opens way down. Like, 500 points down. Tech is especially getting pounded. (RIMM is getting reamed.)
Depressing.
Let’s hope the afternoon is a little better.
I hear ya. I’m thinking about moving my money out of Iceland.
Oh. You were serious about that Iceland thing? So sorry, guy.
Isn’t Iceland basically run by EVE Online ISK?
I hear it’s not too late yet and I still have some faith left that Kaupthing won’t go broke…
It’s just getting worse now. After brief resistance, it just continued downward. There are some reporters hushedly speculating on possible trading stoppage.
Perhaps the Iceland thing is not such a bad idea. If anyone needs me, I’ll be hiding gold bars under the hotel mattress at a geothermal spa near Reykjavik.
Money? MONEY!!! HAHAAAAAHA!!! Like I HAVE enough of that stuff to worry about it! HAHAHAAA!!!
(I laugh because I have no more tears to shed, to paraphrase the Bard.)
Boooooooo allergies… but I see deathbytray has you covered 
Totally… so far I haven’t been personally affected, but still, 'tis teh suck.