I hate not being able to sleep at night. I've fallen asleep in all my classes, and it's making me cranky. I don't like being cranky.
We have a funeral tomorrow. The Music Director/organist is sick. Neither the pastor nor the family of the deceased thought to actually speak to him about a certain song they wanted for the end of the service. When the husband came in today and asked about the song, I had enough presence of mind to call Jay (Organist) to ask if he knew about it and had the music. He didn't for either. So..that started me hunting around for a downloadable version of the sheet music for piano or organ. I had to pay for it with my own card (I can put in for reimbursement, but I may not bother). Since Jay is sick, I also had to find a back up organist/pianist. I can' get a hold of our usher (who is an 82 year old woman). So I don't know if she is doing to be there tomorrow or even if she is ok. Why can't funerals run smoothly?
Good thing you were there to ask the right questions. It still may not go smoothly, but I'm sure it will go better than if you hadn't gone the extra mile.
I've just returned from three days of shows, camping in a tent up a mountain in Tipperary and it was COLD, raining, hailing and blowing a gale most of the time. The judging was rigged for two of the shows so I could have just entered the one fair one and saved the acute discomfort of being freezing cold and damp. I'm getting too old for that (the conditions, that is) I feel like I have been run over, I'm aching and bruised pretty much all over. The dogs are fine and are so sleepy this morning that they haven't bothered me for a walk, yet... I need to unstiffen myself first.
My brother is such a dick. We're going on a road trip next month to visit our mom in Virginia. It falls on the week of our birthday. My boyfriend and I are really excited. We love road trips. But all my brother has to say about it is, "I can't believe I have to spend my 21st birthday with my mom and my sister!" Nevermind that she hasn't seen us in eight months and misses us like crazy. Nevermind that it would probably be better for him to move there because he isn't doing **** with his life. Nevermind that I'm giving him my car. He can't even entertain the thought that this trip might be a little bit fun. He's going to ruin it for me, and I'm going to be so pissed.
The antique car...and he doesn't appreciate it? Bad Brother!! lol, tell him that you take your car back and let him take the plane
You know, I don't get it. When we're around family, we get along great. When all of our cousins were down over Christmas, we hung out by the pool and talked and had a great time. I would love for us to be able to always hang out like that. But around his friends (who, incidentally, are also my friends, and were my friends before they even met him) he wants nothing to do with me. I can tell by the way he talks to me that he feels he's humoring me. And I lend him money. I drive him places. I'd gladly give him my left arm if he needed it. Even though I know he'd never do the same for me.
Eh, you don't know him. He has the kind of personality that people flock to. He lies out his ass about the most trivial things, and you'd believe him because of the confidence with which he makes his assertions. He could sell life insurance to a dead man. If he compliments you, it feels like you just won the lottery. That's how he gets unbelievably hot, successful girlfriends, even though he's a total deadbeat. The last one took two and a half years to figure out that he was a loser.
Grab him by the ears and give him a wake-the-hell-up speech. Whack him with a clue-by-four and see if it makes a dent.
You probably know your brother better than me, so I'll steer clear of any judgments on him. What I will say, however, is that most often the dicks in life succeed. It's not fair and sometimes their attitude doesn't deserve that, but they simply do, because of the confidence they possess. What I'm getting at is, if you get him to make something out of his life, he just might become brilliant at it. Oh, and fight fire with fire. Try to dig into his confidence. After all, you probably know a lot of stuff his friends don't. Next time he acts like a dick to you in front of others, be the same. Or, if you count that as sinking to his level (I don't), ignore him. There isn't a single reason why you should buy any of the things he tells you. If he's ignoring you, ignore him back. Remember though, this is an image made for his friends. It doesn't make it his real self.
I had to get up early today to make it to a doctor appointment. The appointment took a full hour, which was longer than I expected. Then I had to do bloodwork. It was a good thing I hadn't eaten anything. I was expecting to get into work by 9 and didn't get here until just after 9:30. We have a funeral at 11, so I had to run around like a crazy person to get all ready for it. It is only 10:30 and people are already showing up. I always feel so weird around the bereaved.
Oh my god, I seriously just had to look to see where you live and how old you said your brother was turning to double check that your brother wasn't my ex boyfriend. Sounds exactly like him. I'm sorry he's got such a bad attitude about the trip. I liked Banzai's idea about stowing him in the trunk! That way you can enjoy it and he can sulk all by himself.
It took me a year. And then I spent several months trying to recover. And several more trying to figure out what it was I ever saw in him.
I'm still in recovery. It was just because I knew him for so long, I was still looking for the guy I'd known at age ten. When he still had a heart.
Yeah that's got to be rough. We didn't know each other well when we started dating, so I can't imagine what it would be like if we'd already been friends for a long time.
There are some people you never get over, will always love in spite of yourself, even when you know you are better off without them. With time though, it is easier to see the better off without them stuff.
I hate incompetent doctors! I've had to move from doctor to doctor in the past because I couldn't find anyone who actually knew what they were doing, so you have my sympathies. I don't think my fiance understands that when I complain to him about something his mom does that bothers me, he isn't supposed to go talk to her and tell her word for word exactly what I said...sometimes I say a lot more when I'm venting than I actually want said in an actual discussion about the problem.
Why do I dig up graves when I know full well all I will find are corpses, nothing viable, nothing changed...