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Sunday Funday?

Got Casey to bed shortly after I posted last night. He wanted a slumber party, so I said yes. We snuggled until he was pretty much asleep, then I got back up to get on my computer.

First, I checked our cats and dogs in SL. They’re scripted breedables and I knew I was at least one kitten and puppy behind. I was actually 2 behind of each. I decided to go ahead and put the new kittens up for sale at our shop with the other ones I already had for sale. I’m really not sure why I was waiting. Then, I went ahead and added the 10 puppies I had in my inventory to the “adoption” section. It didn’t take too long to get all that done.

After that, I ended up watching a couple episodes of NCIS: New Orleans, and then played a bit of Grub Guardian before crashing myself. It was around midnight when I went to bed.

I snuggled in next to Casey, all excited at first despite his snoring. But, his snoring was disrupting my “getting to sleep” process. And he was hogging the bed. Eventually, I managed to drift off, but it was a very disruptive sleep. How does a tiny little human manage to take up SO MUCH SPACE??

I’d set my alarm for 9:15 in the morning, but ended up waking up at 7:15. I knew I wouldn’t be able to get back to sleep, so I just got up and got my coffee. Casey didn’t wake up until about 7:45.

Got dressed in SL, got my gardens tended in Wiz, and then hopped on Sims 4. My new usual routine, for now.

Heard from Colin a little before 10 and talked to him for about an hour while we both played Sims. Then my parents arrived to take me and Casey out.

We went to Perkins for brunch. I had the same omelet I’d ordered last time when Casey and I went there, but with pancakes instead of a muffin. Casey had pancakes and toast. I didn’t really hear what my parents ordered, but it looked like my mom had some sort of french toast and my dad had eggs, bacon, and toast.

After lunch we headed to my parents’ hotel room. We rested for a little bit and then Casey and I got changed to go to the pool there. We had quite a bit of fun together while my parents watched and my mom took pictures. My bad knee wasn’t very sore in the water, but my good knee got weak from supporting me and Casey both in the pool. We finally managed to get Casey out of the water so we could head back to the room. We got changed and Casey had a little snack, a white chocolate and sprinkle covered pretzel. I was surprised he would even eat it, he’s always refused to eat pretzels, claiming he didn’t like them. I guess it was the chocolate he couldn’t resist. After a little bit of that, we left so my parents could drop me and Casey back off at our house so they could rest.

I was so bored, there were so many options for things I could have done, but I didn’t feel like doing anything. I launched Sims, but then exited without saving because I didn’t even actually do anything on it. I played a round of Grub Guardian, but I couldn’t face doing any more of that. I did end up doing something somewhat productive: I installed the Lite versions of Facebook and Facebook Messenger to my Kindle Fire.

Casey was also driving me a bit up the wall, being whiny, fussy, and demanding. But, managed to reel that in and he calmed back down for me.

Then the drama ensued!!

On Tuesday, my dad was supposed to drive us all (minus Dave) to Merrill to visit my grandma and other family members. We were going to stay 2 nights. My dad had been pressuring me to stay home because I need to rest my knee. I kept insisting that my knee would be fine, I just wouldn’t be able to go out shopping if anybody wanted to, I’d have to be sure and sit. No biggie, right?

My mom started chiming in that she didn’t think it’d be a good idea for me to go, because of my knee, and also concerned about the hour it would add onto their trip, to drop me and Casey off in Tomah on their way from Merrill to Madison for them to catch their Friday flight home. I expressed to her my *desperation* to make the trip because my grandma isn’t getting any younger, but that if it would make her feel worse we’d stay home.

Her response? Now suddenly she has problems with dizziness and motion sickness in the car. This is new. And she’s going to cancel part of their plans for while they would be in Merrill so she could rest more. Fair enough. But she was still going on about the extra fucking hour in the car if Casey and I go with. I didn’t even respond. She doesn’t stop there. What’s her next move? To talk to my grandma, who passed along a message for me saying that she wasn’t planning to die any time soon. She’s 93 with heart problems, come on now!

By this point, I’m livid. So I just respond with “K.”

Now, a bit of background. My mom is a hypochondriac. Her health all went downhill several years ago when she was briefly taking lipitor for legitimate cholesterol issues and read something online about it affecting people’s leg muscles. Suddenly she couldn’t walk. She couldn’t get any doctor to believe her that it was lipitor causing her problems. Probably because they had already done the necessary lab work to rule that out!! It’s a simple blood test to determine if lipitor has caused any muscle damage. My mom had the test and passed with flying colors! Every doctor she saw knew it was all in her head. She didn’t give up. She started seeing this chiropractor who also practiced homeopathic medicine. He told her he believed her!! He put her on all these supplements that cost several hundred dollars a month that insurance won’t cover. He eventually got sick and died. Gee, surprise surprise. Well, when he first got ill and had to stop seeing patients, she searched high and low for another doctor who would take her on and take advantage of her ACTUAL illness to get them to fork over all their money to THEM for “necessary” treatments. It just goes on and on. One day it’s lipitor, the next it’s adrenal fatigue, then it’s epstein barr from when she had mono way back when. The lipitor I know is a load of BS, and the adrenal fatigue I’m pretty sure is, unless she caused it herself by being a hypochondriac, the epstein barr at least makes some semblance of sense.

Anyway. I guess I’m partially irritated about my mother’s mental illness, the hypochondria, because if it weren’t for it, and my parents letting all these quacks take advantage of her and take them for all they’re worth, they’d be able to rescue me from Dave, my narcissistic husband. But, instead, because they’re spending ALL their money for all these supplements she doesn’t ACTUALLY need, I’m stuck.

But in addition to that, the fact remains that my grandmother is NOT getting any younger, and she DOES have heart problems, and she COULD die at any point, and I don’t know when I’ll be able to make the drive there again myself. What if this was my last chance to see her alive? Whatever is going on with my knee isn’t getting better, it’s getting worse. It’s already been a year since I’ve been to Merrill, which is only 2 hours away. Is my grandma going to make it another year? She might, but she also might not.

So, I’m livid. I’m fucking pissed. I want to go over to my parents’ hotel room and throttle my mother’s neck and smack some sense into her. I want to go absolutely ballistic on her, tell her what I really think about all these “doctors” she’s always seeing. Tell her what no doctor has been willing to thus far: that she’s a hypochondriac and needs a shrink!

Oh but if I reacted in any way, both my parents would be so upset they’d start vomiting. PUH-LEASE.

Yeah, I’m not kidding. If I ever say anything at all that hurts their precious little feelings in any infinitesimal way, they will hurl. It’s pathetic.

*deep breaths*

So, yeah. Dave got home shortly after I started this post. He’s eating dinner now. I guess Casey is wanting attention, and Dave’s trying to get Casey to do something, anything, that doesn’t involve following daddy around. Well, geez dude, you work 6 to 7 days a week, long hours, your kid misses you. Pay attention to him while you have a few minutes.

I’m not sure what I’m going to do tonight. Probably not play a game, unless my Wiz friend Autumn wants to do something on there. I don’t think I could face any more Sims today, I’m kinda at that point of everything just being a routine and it bores me. I need to get creative with it and do something different, but haven’t worked out what yet, so for now I’m just going through the motions with Jessica and her family. It gets old quick.

I could watch an episode each of NCIS and NCIS: New Orleans, but that just depends on what time I get Casey to bed. Since tomorrow’s his last day of school, I’d like to get him to bed at a reasonable time. There’s also a party tomorrow evening at his school to celebrate the end of the year, so I want to make sure he and I are both well enough rested to go.

So, for now, I’m going to look at Facebook for a while, I guess. It’s at least another hour before I’d be trying to get Casey to start doing his important stuff to get ready for bed, unless he is tired sooner. I may check some more things on my phone to try and find alternatives for some of the apps I have installed. I’m not sure yet. Either way, I’m out of things to say here for now.

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