my week in a summary (which is only a handful of actual events of said week):
*made an educated adult suggestion, only to get my uncle yelling in my face, while pointing his finger at me, just to disagree for the sake of disagreeing.
*wasted a chunk of my hard earned money on cleaning supplies, but not for use to clean up after myself, for use to clean up after someone else.
*took out trash, that held one of the most objectionable smells known to man. its so unimaginable that if i told you, you wouldnt want to believe me.
*worked all day in a store with a broken airconditioner, where the temperature finally topped out at 95 degrees.
*came home, only to find the washing machine full of someone elses stuff. which wouldnt be that bad if i had a towel to use so i could take a shower, and clean clothes to wear when i wake up. so i figure i will just finish the load thats in there and then the washer doesnt work.
what the fuck?
i got back from chicago tonight, at about 8:40. the train ride was so long and boring. it didnt help that i had a toothache. bah. i almost debated not coming back. even after i reached the train station here, i didnt think i was going to come home tonight. but i did, at about 1. and i really regret it. this isnt where i want to be right now. i thought that maybe if i left by the time i got back something would have changed and gotten better. but it doesnt seem like it, at all. its really disappointing. from 8:41 and on its been a disappointment. i cant think of anything better to do then to just go to sleep. night.
she is back in the hospital. we went to the ER at about 9:30 and as of 5 this morning they had admitted her. i dont know if i can go through this again. i hope this wont be more than a day or two and they can figure out whats wrong. we should have done this two weeks ago. im tired.