I'm back again. I thought I might have time to blog on my 5 days off, but that didn't happen. That's what happens when you procrastinate with the Christmas shopping. By the way, I'm still not completely done that either. I have 2 people left to shop for, but I do have a pretty clear idea of what to get them; I just ran out of the moolah to buy it with yesterday. Gotta wait til Friday for my next paycheck, and then I can finally finish!! Ah well.

And we got a tree, and decorated that on Sunday. I haven't had a Christmas tree in years, so it's nice to have one again. I love it!!

Some of the rooms here at my grandmother's house are completely empty now, since they've taken all of her stuff out and either sold it, or took it out to her. I missed the auction, which was on Saturday, that I really wanted to go to, and maybe acquire some furniture or whatever for the apartment, but I had forgotten all about it til Friday at about 12 midnight, or 1 am Saturday, right before Josh and I went to bed, and it was at 9 am on Saturday. I didn't think we'd get up in time for it to start, and honestly I thought we would sleep through it, but it wasn't over til about 1 pm. If I woulda known that, I would've been waking Josh up and getting over to the firehouse. I was really upset, because it was my own damn fault, and it really sucked that I missed it. It wasn't even so much for the stuff itself, but for the whole "having something of my grandmother's" that bugs me so much. I missed out on that big time when my other grandmother died, when we were going through her stuff in the house, and since I was only in 3rd grade, my dad decided that I wasn't allowed to have most of it, being too young and all. Of course, when that subject came up quite a few years later, and I told him that, he didn't believe me when I told him that. Oh well. It's over and done with, and I can't do anything about it now.

I may have to run back to the apartment to get my camera to take some pics of the inside of the house. The empty rooms, that is. My sis kinda hogged up the other rooms so bad, I don't want a pic of them yet. I'd much rather have a pic of an empty room and use my imagination of what used to be there, rather than the crap she has ruining it.

Son of a bitch. My mom just called me while I was trying to think of anything else to write, and my dad needs me to drive to work today. That pisses me off, for one, because I hate driving anyone around...I'm just uncomfortable with someone else in the vehicle, and that means I have to have 2 people in there with me, and my dad has vacation from Friday til after the new year. So I have to drive Dave and me to work those few weeks. There are times when I really hate being related to these people. I already had to give up doing my laundry yesterday because my mom was sick and I had to take her to the dr.'s and the drug store. Wouldn't piss me off so much if they wouldn't be asking me for favors nearly as much as they do. I don't live there anymore, I shouldn't always be the one to be doing shit for them everytime they have a problem. I'm surprised no one's been bugging me to take care of the kids for my sis yet, since I have an apartment, which is more than you can say for my sis and her family. Yes, I'm a bit selfish in this department, and I just don't want to be bothered on my day off, or even with this driving shit, but they've screwed me over so many damn times that I just get sick of it. It's hard to be so nice about it after awhile. And because they're my family, I'm obligated most of the times to say yes to it. Otherwise they'll get all pissed off and then there'll be problems.

Funny how my wonderfully great mood just went to shit in the span of 2 minutes, isn't it? And I'm not even pms'ing. My family has a way of doing that to me. And I always really try hard not to get aggravated, but they're so good at pissing me off on a regular basis, that despite my efforts, I get mad. And I try not to blame them, because things aren't always their fault, but dammit, it happens anyway.

Well, I do feel better now that I bitched. Not as happy as I was when I got here, but better than I was right after I talked to my mom. And I still have a question about it. I'm not sure whether I have to pick Dave up or not. Last thing I heard was that he might have off tonight, but since I haven't been at work for the past 5 days, I'm kinda lost there. I hope he does have off. He's damn annoying after awhile. He's part of the reason why I want to quit, or get on a different shift (I have no chance in that) from second shift. He doesn't leave me alone, and then I have to deal with him longer than anyone else. He's about 35% of the reason I want another job (even tho he does help me get my work done at night since they insist I can do more than what I can), and just wanting to have more time with Josh is the other 65% of the equation there. More pay and insurance is mixed in with that. But Dave gets on my nerves big time. He's not really that bad, if he would stop bugging me at night, and leave me the fuck alone, but he doesn't get the hint until I start really being bitchy, which is pretty much all I've been to him lately. All he has to do is leave me in peace for 85% of the night, and I'd be okay, but I feel like he's up my ass more than half the night. And when he is giving me space, he's saying shit to piss me the hell off, and I get so aggravated that I honestly have the urge to punch him at least 3 or 4 times a night. He does it on purpose. But then I try to ignore him, and not let what he says bother me, and he doesn't stop even then. I just can't win with him. You have no idea. Like I said, he just needs to give me more space. I've never liked being followed around, and when anyone has done that to me that I didn't really, really like, it never had a good ending. My senior class trip sucked for me for that same reason. I can be patient with a lot of people, but I need my space too. 'Okay, breathe Melissa.'

Oh this is just fucking wonderful. I just got a call from my dad (I had called him to find out if Dave was working tonight or not) and now he wants me to leave early to pick him up to go to the township building, and then to work. I'm tellin ya, I need to move a hundred miles away from these people. Hell, they'd still probably be calling on me for favors.

Well, I think I'm gonna get goin. Sorry if this wasn't as happy as I would have liked it to be, at least to reflect how nice and peaceful I felt after my 5 day weekend. That kinda changed now, but I'm just gonna have to get over it. And I just hope that the rest of the day goes better. Anyway, I need to at least read my email, and hopefully I'll be able to get my camera to take some pics before the morning is over. Have a great week!! :o)