AHHHHHHH!!!!!
my poison oak will be going away soon. My dr. today said it's the worst case she's seen in a WHILE!! She put in more meds for us to pick up today, I hope.
aaaaaaand!! my book is being printed as I type!!!!! so. my book launch will be soon. I'm hoping the 18th is still available for the place. cuz that's what I've been telling people! My manager even asked off for that day!! So omg!!!!
I wanna wear a dress that day, but that really depends on this poison being gone. My legs are still covered in it. plus I haven't shaved cuz that'll spread it.
Other then those two things, work is going well. I have to find some loose black pants, so I do not wear jeans again. Jeans and those compression socks were making it worse. My arm and my side are waaaay waaaay better. my poor legs are sooo incredibly tender right now. when not at work, I'm wearing very loose dresses and such.
I'm finishing The Book of Viking Myths by Peter Archer. I didn't think I would finish, but I am just pages away so I might actually do it. I picked up a new book to read from my shelf. The Graveyard Book by Neil Gaiman. I think it'll be awesome. I have knowledge of mythology now!!!!! Weeeeeee!!! Knowledge and myths are two of my favorite things in life. So I'm really excited!
Bc of the meds I'm on, my hunger has gotten very strange. I'm craving cheese at all times now. I stuffed in a bunch of dairy like an hour ago and it's still not enough cheese.
and Matt and I have decided to cut mom off as far as we can. She is still my guardian so I do have to be with her at some points, but other then those, I'm gone.
She wasn't even CONCERNED about the poison that's all over me. She wanted me to cover it, bc it's too ugly and offends her eyes.
and, worse, she's not proud that I uhh WROTE A DAMN BOOK. All she wants me to do is loathe dad, like I did as a child. but I refuse to do that now. When she was driving me home from work the other week, not only was she not concerned with the ******** poison, she brought up my book. "did you bad mouth me in it?" she asked very nervously. Uhhhh....read the ******** thing susie!!!
I am so done with her. She's mentally 4 years old. She throws tantrums at any little thing she doesn't like. Like, in asking me to cover my poor arm, her voice changed and then changed back again. I took great offense to that. I mean. YOU are the one who taught me "It's not what you say, it's how you say it". Apparently, she doesn't hold to that rule any longer. I get it that she's 76 and age has really gotten to her now, but.....yuk. I can't do it anymore.
Mom has got to goooooo. Get out of my head and all of it.
My crowning accomplishment in life at this moment is my book.
The world can no longer hold the two of us. Can I just call her susie now instead of mom???
 Green_crayon42 · Tue Jun 04, 2024 @ 07:39pm · 0 Comments |
