Sunday, November 15, 2009

So tired...

I am brutally exhausted of not having a car. It's the 14th, and will be the 16th at the very earliest (if I'm lucky) before I can get to the bank. To do what, you ask? To pay my fargin' blargin' margin' bloody rent that was due on the fargin' blargin' margin first! I've left the house exactly twice this month, once on the second and once on the sixth, both for dr's appointments: straight there and straight back, no errands. No, wait. I think I went to the Evil Empire once too. But no rent-paying errands, just necessity grocery shopping.

And I have a stack of errands that only begins with paying the rent. I also have the new lenses for my glasses sitting at the optometrist's just waiting for me to walk in and pick them up. They've been waiting there for over a week now. Yestreday the guy called and left me another message about them, as though he simply could not believe I haven't come in for them. I can't believe it either. I gotta get cash while I'm at the bank too, coz I need to pay Jimber for the plumbing work he did when the water heater blew its regulator-dealie-bobber, gotta get cash for him too. Then there's the LIEAP paperwork (which I still have yet to forge). I have to give them paperwork that says that my landlord says heat is included in the rent. I have bags of stuff to go to the thrift store. (Yeah, you heard me. Josie is trying and failing to get rid of stuff!!!)

I have no bloody transportation. I have friends who vaguely say "Oh yeah, next time I go out, I'll try to remember to ask you..." and sometimes they even do, but that's usually "I'm going to the store, wanna come?" and does not include Josie errands.

I'm so tired of waiting for it to be convenient for someone else. Coz it never is. I wish I could be more assertive, nail someone down with a date and time, but their lives always seem full and busy and chaotic and swirly.

Okay, whining over. Not ranting in anger, just being whiny is all. It's too late for me to be awake, and I'm very tired and sore and achy and cranky and wanna crawl under the covers and cry for awhile. I think I will. Coz you know what? It's convenient, and I can.

So there, nyah!

A happy picture, to send me into sleep-land...

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