because gigglemom is pissed off at me and going through her own bullshit she's come at me with a delightful question (i'll get to that in a moment.)
see, i've been a little stressed for, oh, say the past week and a half... i don't know why... i mean, i've only been worried about HER and then taking her to the hospital....
then attempting to work to pay the mortgage and OTHER bills, not to mention visit her in the hospital, and then come home to work some more, and also try to clean the house on top of things.
i took a ride in the car today to clear my head and to get the hell out of the house.
she said she's "worried about" me.
then this evening, we've been fighting like jackholes about tomorrow... we've been fighting about the cigarettes, we've been fighting about anything and everything.
so then, about 2 minutes ago, out of the blue (no, that's not it... it wasn't out of the blue... she HAD been on her computer and said how it wasn't running properly, so i called out to the kitchen "go to the start menu and there's spy sweeper in there. click it and run it." --- then a minute later she hobbles into the living room all exasperated and says snottily "whatever. i can't find it" --- so i ask "why didn't you let me know when you were out there, i could've walked you through it?" then she starts hollering at me about why does she need to tell me and blah blah blah farking blah.)
anyway... here's the kicker. she then blurts out:
"Have you been smoking pot? Because you are acting like you are on something"
Are you fucking kidding me? Not for nothing, but, no. I don't do that. I think the last time I partook in that kind of thing was in '99 - and for her to think that I am acting like I am "on something" is in-fucking-sulting.
How dare she?
She's saying I was "making mountains out of molehills" because i was stressing about how to juggle Cathy coming down and also getting to my Aunt's dinner on time tomorrow. Sorry, but, yeah I was stressing about that because I haven't seen Cathy in 2 years and I also wanted to see my family tomorrow night, but, Cathy's coming down and I wanted to spend a good chunk of the day hanging with her, but didn't know how to go about saying "yeah, i know you just spent 2 hours on the train coming down here, but we've only got 5 hours to hang out before I need to ship you back on the train." --- which would be rude.
plus the fact that I usually need to help get gigglemom dressed and get her clothes ironed and help her get ready, as well as get her oxygen hooked up (portable) --- not to mention, drop cathy off, go get dessert from the bakery (which we were put in charge of dessert) and then pick g-mom up, head back over to Aunt Toni's all by 5pm.
I haven't been able to reach Cathy --- i called and left a message on her cell asking if she could take the earlier train in order to hang out for an extra hour. So I don't know what the skinny on that'll be.
and here I am being accused of being FUCKING HIGH ON WEED.
seriously, this is ridiculous.
oh and now i have to cook dinner... without arsenic.
and yeah... right NOW, at THIS very moment, i could go for a bowl right now.
seriously, i am livid.