Good morning!
It's been an interesting couple of days, but I'm making it work. My aunt finally got home yesterday, and part of me wishes she'd just stayed where she was. I would have taken the 'bar fight scene' in my living room every evening and night with my twin uncles over her complaining any day. I missed having her around, but after last night.. it kind of makes me wonder just why I missed her in the first place.
I enjoyed cleaning and taking care of everyone (and I do mean everyone) while she was gone. It gave me a reason to keep busy, and made my days short. Which to be honest, is great most of the time. I wasn't exactly bored anymore, which was also nice.
So, before she came home, the house was in a little bit of a mess, so I decided to clean the entire house before she came back home, so that she could go upstairs and just rest a little bit - it was a long trip back home.
But she came in, and it was like I didn't do any work at all. There is no pleasing this lady! Every little bit of cleaning seemed like I did it for nothing because it was obviously not good enough.
So, I said screw it. If you're not going to like the fact that I basically slaved over the entire house with a screaming baby and nagging twin uncles, fine, suit yourself.
I had to try and tune out her incessant bitching, while S continued to wail.
Both my aunt and uncle went to bed at 8 PM, and after relaxing for a couple of hours, I was out at 10:30 PM, and I couldn't have been happier. S let me sleep in until 6 AM. I woke up having some decent sleep feeling like a somewhat normal human being. It was nice. Basically 8 hours sleep. I'm a lucky lady.
Today is going to be an interesting day. My uncle failed to explain to my aunt that I had to babysit today. Two kids under 4 months, overnight. Told my friend Lisa that I would babysit little L for her overnight, if in return she would babysit little S for me on September 6th overnight, so I could go out. I don't really feel like going out, honestly, but my aunt and uncle want birthday smushing. Bleh.
So, my aunt is in for a big surprise, and I'm gonna have one hell of a time if she thinks that I'm going to decline babysitting last minute to please her. My uncle had no problem with it when the plans were made, and if she has a problem with it, then I'm staying put, in the house, with my baby on his birthday, and nobody is going to like that.
I've got to relax. It's early, really early in the morning and I'm the only one awake. Even little S went back to sleep. And I can already feel myself tensing up again with the thought that I'm going to have to deal with that cranky butt today. I hate when they don't want me to do anything for other people, but they always expect other people to bend for me. I hate it. It makes me seem like an incredibly selfish person, and I'm exhausted from it.
Now that she's here again, I'm counting the days until I can get the hell out of here.
And to think, when it was just me and my uncle, the two dogs and S, I was happy. Like, dancing around the kitchen bare feet, singing 'Hakuna Matata' and 'I Just Can't Wait (To Be King)' to a smiling S. It was an amazing feeling. Now I'm back to so tense I can't move my back without feeling like I'm going to pull something, and feeling like I'm about to lose my freaking mind.
Well, I'm not looking forward to today. Not at all... not at all..
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