AHHHH!!!

They're driving me nuts already! My god.... First off, I ended up helping my dad build the trellace, however the hell you spell it, over the deck in the backyard. Well, the only issue I ahd with that was that I wanted to be packing the cars so I didn't have to do it tonight. Well eventually he finally let me go do the stuff that I had started. That's one thing that really really bugs me, starting something and then not finishing and then starting something else, I just can't do it. He let me go back to what I was doing, I got everything brought upstairs and ready to pack into the cars and then bam, he asks me to help again, as it turns out, for about 3 hours, not 10 minutes like I had hoped. So I'm already a little on edge. Then I finally get to go back to my packing again, I got my entire car packed, so tight I could barely shut the doors or the trunk. So there really wasn't much left to put in my dad's truck. Apparently the futon, which is still in the box, was a bit too tall for the hard tonneau cover that he has on the bed of his truck. Which I told him he shouldn't get on his truck, for instances like this, but he doesn't listen. Well, I said that we could fit it in the back seat, and apparently nobody believed me because then my dad had me go with him down to the warehouse to get this fucking huge ass trailer, bigger than the truck, just as long and even taller than it. Well, we ended up putting the futon, fridge, desk chair, tv stand, and a few random boxes that were already packed in my car. THAT'S IT!!!! The fact that he insisted we get the trailer from the warehouse didn't really bug me, other than the fact that we're gonna block the whole effin' street when I go to move in tomorrow. What bugged me is that he kept me from doing my stuff so I could help him all day, and then when I finally got to do my stuff he stopped what he was doing to come out and take charge of what IIII was working on. ARGH!!! I'm still angry. Especially because I KNOW that I could have made it work without the trailer and if they would've just let me do it, I would be fine right now. Oh well, that's probably going to end up being the least stressful part of the weekend. Now I get to look forward to my stepmom's neverending remarks on how we should do stuff and where it should go and what I should do with MY stuff in MY room. I'm sure it'll be a lot like this summer, where she holds the door open for my dad and I and then sits on her ass telling me her opinion, and if I disagree with anything I get the old, "well we don't have to help you move, you asked us to." Which is the stupidest thing to say. My dad always gives her this look, as if to say, "don't speak for me" or "you're on your own in this argument." AND THEN!!! I get to go golfing with them, which ordinarily would be a way for me to get rid of some pent up stress. But now I have new golf clubs that I got for my birthday, and I know I won't hear the end of it if I don't play really really well. Why you ask?? Well frankly because my dad is a dick when it comes to certain things and cares more about money than he does about a lot of things, at least when it comes to my life. He told me that I shouldn't get the golf clubs, that I should just take the money my mom was gonna spend on them and use it toward my car, which was conveniently when I had to get it fixed. Well I decided against it, and took the clubs. He's brought it up like three times since I've been here already. Ugh... Are everyone's parents this annoying when it comes to their child's life!?!?! For your sake, I hope not. Oh well, I'll be free by 2:00 on Monday, hopefully. And after all this hassle, if they don't buy me some groceries after I move in, I may just go insane. Poooor wiggum... I gotta go find a way to settle down... I may just have an aneurism yet today, I wish it were like 10:00 already so my dad would be in bed. This just may be the longest day ever, and tomorrow will be at least as bad. I just want to get back to O Claire. I'm almost looking forward to starting classes, almost, and working again is actually not a bad idea. But more than anything I wanna get back down to Des Moines again, I know it's only been 16 days, but it seems like a very long time, and could be as long as 21 more days. :( Well, I gotta go find something to do, maybe I'll go fishing, how can you help but get more relaxed while fishing eh?

Have a nice summer!

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