Today's vent....Add yours!!

You're 17. If you want to dress up for ComiCon tomorrow, you are more than capable of sourcing your own costume. I happily worked for hours on your Hallowe'en costumes when you were little, but back then I knew the characters you wanted to be. Nowadays I have no clue who these game characters are, so how on earth can I come up with a costume for you? (The day before the event.) Grrr.

I'm on the last day of taking an antibiotic for a UTI. I feel lightheaded & don't feel like doing anything-- it's the only day I have this week to scrap all day-- and I still have UTI symptoms. Ugh...

My fucking husband is an asshole.

People walking in parking lots. I mean, sure, if it wasn't illegal I would have ran you over. I know, I know you have to walk in the middle of the road at a toddlers pace. She would have been cute to watch if I didn't have to follow you for 35 cars. Yes, I counted. Please, I'm in no hurry to be later than we already are. What? You could have moved over and let us drive by? You would do that for me? But you didn't now did you. And when I FINALLY got around you, you shot me the death glare. I know, I could have honked. I'm sure the baby would have loved that. Or maybe, you could be aware of the fact that you are walking down the middle of the parking lot which is a lot like walking down the middle of a ROAD. I give you two gold stars for your specialness today.

To the mom who burst into younger DD's gymnastic class to find out when her dd's class started, you my dear are a piece of work. You argued with the teacher when she told you that you were 20 minutes early which wasted my child's instruction time. But! When you brought your DD back, you were late which interrupted my older DD's instruction time. But as you stood in the room and explained how you signed up late- missing the first week - and would miss the next week because you had a funeral to attend- AND then demanded to know when the teacher was going to make up those classes-- that was an outstanding display. I know you missed the teacher's face where she was aghast at your behavior, but the rest of us didn't. We also enjoyed you leaving and allowing us to witness your amazing parenting skills as your daughter wrecked havoc in the class. Her ability to scream loudly and push when she didn't get to go first was really cool... too bad you weren't there to intervene. BTW- she's a little kid. Do you think leaving her for the first time in that environment was such a great idea? Sorry you'll be traveling next week and we will miss you.

It's not Summer anymore and I have literally nothing to wear

Mine too!!

In May I bought three large flower pots from Lowe's. They were $60.00 each. One of them has split open down one side. My Lowe's doesn't have anymore. I can't find them online. I drove 40 miles round trip in the rain today to a neighboring town to see if the Lowe's there had them. None there because there is no Lowe's there--only a Home Depot.

Vent to self: new medication isn't going to work. I vomit up the pills at night and the pain that they cause means I can't walk the next day. I can't live like that. Thus I am crazy again. I showed up at the hospital to take care of my mom this morning bawling my eyes out. My mother was so upset that I was upset. I didn't want to upset her. Thank god she has dementia because she quickly forgot I had been crying. (I never thought I would say that). I am debating if I need to go to emergency psych services tonight.

I also asked my friends to stop calling. 

Just venting...I've been around person today behaving like a jerk and thinking of herself instead of others.  Always about her  

I went to bed with a migraine that was hurting so much that it hurt to put my head on anything. I woke up to the migraine still lingering. What a great birthday gift. SO started a second job today and my sons didn't even acknowledge my birthday at all until he came home at 4. I am finally feeling like a human after feeling like a squirrel in a blender all day.

My mother told my daughter that my brother may be at our 30th anniversary party next weekend. The alcoholic douche wasn't invited. Mom told him he could just show up. My daughter has been planning this party for months. He better not be there drunk on his ass. Forget mom's 'we should all get along speech,' I'm not putting up with him and her excuses for him. I'm dreading what should be a happy occasion.

12 year old girl drama sucks dead bunnies through a bent straw. 'nuff said!

Just because I'm out of hospital doesn't mean I'm better. There are still more tests that will need to be done, and I will be on antibiotics for a long time. Surely the 3 of you could manage to do some of the housework. The house is a disaster and when I ask for help, I don't seem to get it, even though you told me to ask when I needed it. Maybe I'd be better off back in hospital.