IT NEVER ENDS. First my internet wasn't working, now my printer. I NEED my printer. Next it's my light bulbs and I don't have any money to buy any. Then my beloved ring that I got in Italy almost ten years ago, that I lost and recently found - broke. Plus any time I do laundry, it's hell!sh. R flipping out, D drinking ... both of them drinking. I can't take all the neurosis.
The only good news is that I FINALLY lost 3.8 pounds. I think I have been gaining because I'm depressed and not doing much. Plus the fact I don't have anyone telling me that I'm doing well. R used to surprisingly keep me motivated. Now they want nothing to do with me. I missed my appointment with Kristen Wednesdays and my appointment with Nathan yesterday. The ramifications are payment and pain in my wrist. However today I see Kristen. I think I'm going to have to go back to seeing her more than once a week.
My beloved phone has been randomly turning off. I can deal with that. I accidentally dropped it in my pee water (yes, gross, get over it) and I wasn't drunk. I'm usually careful about pulling my pants down before I sit on the loo, but the one pair of jeans I have does not hold anything in any of my pockets and it fell out. I grabbed it as fast as I could and splashed a bit of water on it. It lasted for a while, which I was surprised at. Now it's dead. Another financial issue. I NEED a new phone. I don't WANT one. But I NEED it because it is the only way I can keep in touch with J, my angel, Alex (ugh, sometimes I don't want to see him), and my doctors. The cheapest phone I can get is about $100 by renewing my contract.
The Oxford stuff. It was discussed that I would be living at the bay house because it doesn't make sense for me to drive 2 1/2 hours down to Baltimore on Saturday, drive 2 1/2 hours back to Shippensburg, then drive 2 1/2 hours to Baltimore and another 2 1/2 hours back to Shippensburg on Sunday. NO. So, since the house in Baltimore it makes sense that I stay there, especially with gas prices and well ... convenience. Classes start over Memorial Day and R tells me I'm not allowed to be there because Colby and his friends who have kids are going to be there. "HE ASKED FIRST". WTF?!?!?! He DID NOT ask first. I've been on this for the last month and it doesn't matter if he asked first.
I told her I would eff!ng sleep outside, on the roof, anything and she still says no. So I said, "fine. You know what? If you want to pay for my gas trips back and forth and possibly hotel stay, don't b!tch to me about it when you just made this problematic." Just another example of how I'm placed on the bottom.