Tuesday, 17 July 2007

Shit Can't Get Worse...Can It??

I'm depressed, I've got a banging headache, I'm in a bad mood.....can you guess where I am? Yup...back at my mum's house and HATING EVERY SECOND!!

Last night, I invited the girlies round to the flat, and we all chilled and had a good time. It felt so right you know? It was like old times...when I had my own place.

This morning, I get up....get ready for work....I'm in such a bad mood already. All day at work I'm not talking to anyone..doesn't help that my Aunty Reddz comes to visit....leave for work. Soon as I pull up outside the house, my mum comes out of the house and asks me to take her to the Police Station. She lent my brother (who by the way has NO license OR insurance) her car-he got pulled by the feds & got arrested as he had no papers. So she had to go to the local station to collect her car keys. So we go up there. I haven't eaten since lunch, so by this point, I've got a headache. After an hour at the station, she gets her keys. I get home...it's like I never left. Everythings exactly the ruddy same....

My mum goes to get her dreads re-twisted so she's gone for hours. In between this time, my uncle who visits like once every week as it now seems comes down. I'm about to go shower-I open my drawer and I see that my Redd cuzns (sanitary towels)have reduced significantly since the last time I was in my drawer. I ask L-she says she only used one, my sister S hasn't seen her Aunty Reddz yet, so I go down to ask my mum. She says yeah it was her. The reason why I'm tryna find out, is cos I hate-and everyone knows this, when people go through my tings...now in the instance of the cuz'ns-I'm not bothered cos you had to use em, I'm annoyed that you didn't say-you made me get mad 1st and had I not have asked, she wouldn't have said. Maybe I'm being petty but shit like this gets on my nerves. I don't say anything though...and I hear her say something about buying em back. I'm not needing her to-it's nothing major though, so I head back to my room to chill.

My mum & my uncle head out somewhere-probably to pick up my brother from the station...but she didn't tell me so I didn't ask. Now, whilst their out my sister's coming up the stairs announcing 'everyone I do-dooo'...now let me take you back a little. My sister turned 3 in June. She's been toilet trained since she was about 1 and a half or so. Now for the past 6 months, she's been shitting in her panties. She will only use the toilet to pee...and that's it. So as soon as she shits-which is a few times a day I may add....she'll boast about what she's done like it's something to be proud of. Now my mum woun't take relevant steps to curb this behaviour. See though my sister is only 3-she's smart as hell! When she's at nursery this DOES NOT HAPPEN! It's only when she's at home or out with my mum. I'm at the point now, where I refuse to entertain her, so when she shits...she has to go tell someone else cos I'm not changing her....bad mind I know, but I'm not tryna deal with it. Now I've mentioned before, that my mum likes to act like a responsible-free woman, so she gets mad when no one wants to change the chile. She can't tell me anything cos I'm not having it.

So anyways, my sister L cleans up T (the 3 yr old) in the end. My mum comes home and she goes to my sister L's room, and she's making all this noise, talking bout how we're gonna have kids of our own, and blah blah (I tuned her out) Not entirely sure what she was fired up about, but to me, instead of getting mad cos no one wants to change her, how about you try and sort out what needs to be to make the dyam chile use the toilet! She KNOWS WHAT SHE'S DOING! On passing my room she then throws a bag in. I'm thinking what's that? I get up, have a look....yep-my mum bouGHt a pack of Redd cuz'ns.....I just chuckled to myself...as of right now they're still sitting there! Yep-my mum is now fully in 'Operation Petty' mode. I don't have the patience to deal with her!

I'M NOT A CELEBRITY...BUT GET ME OUTTA HERE!!

Lawd knows I can't take this crap no more!!!! So right now, as I've said, I have a headache! My head's feeling like it's about to explode. I just feel so deflated...alone...confused and fed up!

Pray for me blog fam....

1 comment:

Jazzy said...

I'm praying for you. I know how hard it is to live at home with a mother and siblings!!

I'm the same way about MY shit...I hate hate HATE for people to go through my things without asking or letting me know as soon as they see me.

Your baby sis is hysterical, but yeah that behavior definitely has to change. She's already testing boundaries and learning what she can get away with at home versus at the babysitter. As she gets older, she'll get even smarter about it...and become more bold about testing boundaries even further...which is not a good thing.

All I can say is stay focused about getting out of there!