I missed my extra hour of sleep, because I was worried about missing Mass.
Birthdays went very smoothly yesterday; someone was very heavily medicated. I toed the line a few times, and barely got a look. But it’s fake, its a veneer. Some things were said in jest and if it weren’t for the meds, lolz. She just about flipped her biscuit when my sister joked that she and ‘T’ were considering certain things for when they get married. Holy friggs, the look on her face, you could see the meds working overtime, like a switch flipped. At least I didn’t get any crap this time about not having a boyfriend; I got jabs over not having a job, though. Not sure which one is worse. Just a few more days to go until the actual birthdays pass, then we can all let down the guard a bit.
—Post Edited 11/07 at 3:27pm —
What a weekend. I’m tired. Can I get a do-over?
This is one weekend I’m really glad that I don’t have to teach.