I need a vacation. Lacy and i came to Waycross today. She had a doc's appointment and i needed to get out of Douglas and save what little sanity i have left. Ugh. I never knew i could miss Waycross so much till we drove into town. Waycross is seriously not your sprawling metropolis, but compared to freakin Douglas, i am so relieved to be away. I think it's been too long. About four weeks. Not a big deal to some, but i am not some. I am glad to be away even if it is just for the day. I am meant to be on RA duty this weekend but i figure a couple of hours out of town won't be a big deal right? Let's hope so. Cuz i really need this paycheck.
I came home to a stack of magazines and bills and my aunt and uncle, Bless their souls. I am worried about them, they are not feeling too hot and i can see it in my aunt. She is usually the picture of sprite but her walk is a lot slower and she looks tired and she's not getting sleep because of her back pain. I feel for her man. I really do. I just pray God heals her body, and my uncle's. He has osteo-arthritis and his hip is bothering him. I feel useless cuz i wish i could do something to help but i am totally dependant on them. I honestly need to grow up. I need to take care of them.
I bought mom a foot massager thing at Wal-Mart today. It was twelve bucks so let's hope it's not completly useless hey? And me and Lace went by Rugged Wearhouse today and i got French a shirt and Sherona a sweater. And i bought me a hat (yes to add to my growing collection) and a sweater even though i already have a lot of those too. I spent a lot of money today. This must stop.
Lace is late, she needs to be back in Douglas in an hour and she's meant to pick me up just now, well, ten minutes ago and she's late. She better have not forgotten me, the little bastard. And she left her cell in her dorm room. Fabulous.
I am completely knackered all of a sudden. Perhaps it's the prospect of going back to DOUGLAS. I feel it.
I liked being away for these few hours because i haven't had to dwell on Bigg. Last night was terrible. I was squirming and restless and anxious. I tried very hard not to but i kept glancing at my phone, hoping he'd ring. But he didn't. And i hate being cooped up in my room because all i do is think of his sorry behind.
I gotta run, Lace is here.
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