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I got news recently that my mom is going downhill rapidly. I just got back from a long trip, and I don't have the money to go out and see her. I've been calling every day. I can't stand what is happening to her. She was diagnosed with Alzheimer's five years ago, and Mom has always believed anything bad anyone said about her, so it doesn't matter if the diagnosis is correct or not; what matters is, she believed it. So we don't know how much time is left.
My long trip was truly incredible. I was surrounded by friends and love and support. I stayed with a friend, who said, "It's like a slumber party!" We stayed up late and watched movies and TV. It was the best holiday season I've had in years; maybe the best I've ever had.
Now I'm back at work, at a job I hate. My mom's health is growing worse. My landlord and landlady live directly above me, and they thump all over the place, which resonates in my apartment; even worse, they have a daughter who loves to run around and scream on a near-constant basis. I can also hear their TV when it's on. Oh, and the neighbors (just on the other side of my living room wall) love to crank up whatever they're watching or listening to, so I get that going on, too. No peace and quiet, unless everyone is gone.
Last night, I decided to take a bath. As I was undressing, I realized I wasn't wearing my bracelet. I distinctly remember wearing it yesterday. I looked on the nightstand, where it would be if I'd forgotten to wear it. It wasn't there. I look through my pockets, my coat pockets, my coat sleeves, in my gloves, all over the bed - nothing. Today, at the office, I looked everywhere, and finally ransacked my bag. It's gone.
I asked one of the women to call the lost and found at Prague city transit for me, and ask if anyone had found the bracelet. She agreed, but - "Oh, if anyone found it, they're not going to turn it in. It's lost."
I had to leave the room, sit on the stairs and cry. I am SO SICK AND TIRED of these fucking negative comments! When I needed to waterproof my shoes, I bought some environmentally-friendly waterproofing. I told a friend about it. He said, "I tried something like that once. It didn't work."
I told someone else how I hate working where I'm working, and how I need a different job. He said, "In this economic climate, there aren't many jobs."
Yeah. How supportive! How warm and caring! Thanks a WHOLE FUCKING LOT for your help, people! How about a big dose of SHUT THE FUCK UP??????
God, you'd think people would stop to THINK about it, first. "I'll help you, but it's useless."
"That stuff doesn't work."
"You can't find a job right now."
As if I don't have enough on my mind now.
Another thing that really pisses me off is that the lady who called the lost and found, acted as if I had done something wrong by leaving the room after she made her uncalled-for remark. She seems to think that I'm overreacting. The bracelet isn't of huge monetary value, but I love it, and I've only had it about a month. And it's just the last snowflake in the avalanche.
My long trip was truly incredible. I was surrounded by friends and love and support. I stayed with a friend, who said, "It's like a slumber party!" We stayed up late and watched movies and TV. It was the best holiday season I've had in years; maybe the best I've ever had.
Now I'm back at work, at a job I hate. My mom's health is growing worse. My landlord and landlady live directly above me, and they thump all over the place, which resonates in my apartment; even worse, they have a daughter who loves to run around and scream on a near-constant basis. I can also hear their TV when it's on. Oh, and the neighbors (just on the other side of my living room wall) love to crank up whatever they're watching or listening to, so I get that going on, too. No peace and quiet, unless everyone is gone.
Last night, I decided to take a bath. As I was undressing, I realized I wasn't wearing my bracelet. I distinctly remember wearing it yesterday. I looked on the nightstand, where it would be if I'd forgotten to wear it. It wasn't there. I look through my pockets, my coat pockets, my coat sleeves, in my gloves, all over the bed - nothing. Today, at the office, I looked everywhere, and finally ransacked my bag. It's gone.
I asked one of the women to call the lost and found at Prague city transit for me, and ask if anyone had found the bracelet. She agreed, but - "Oh, if anyone found it, they're not going to turn it in. It's lost."
I had to leave the room, sit on the stairs and cry. I am SO SICK AND TIRED of these fucking negative comments! When I needed to waterproof my shoes, I bought some environmentally-friendly waterproofing. I told a friend about it. He said, "I tried something like that once. It didn't work."
I told someone else how I hate working where I'm working, and how I need a different job. He said, "In this economic climate, there aren't many jobs."
Yeah. How supportive! How warm and caring! Thanks a WHOLE FUCKING LOT for your help, people! How about a big dose of SHUT THE FUCK UP??????
God, you'd think people would stop to THINK about it, first. "I'll help you, but it's useless."
"That stuff doesn't work."
"You can't find a job right now."
As if I don't have enough on my mind now.
Another thing that really pisses me off is that the lady who called the lost and found, acted as if I had done something wrong by leaving the room after she made her uncalled-for remark. She seems to think that I'm overreacting. The bracelet isn't of huge monetary value, but I love it, and I've only had it about a month. And it's just the last snowflake in the avalanche.
She started going on about how material possessions weren't important and how shallow I must be to be crying over this thing. She was yelling "It's just a piece of clothing! What's wrong with you!" that sort of thing.
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