I have been telling the same story over and over today. The story of how I woke up this morning:
It technically starts last night when I decided I should put my phone on silent and put my blanket next to my pillow (to facilitate easy over-the-eyes access) to ensure complete wake up black out. I wanted to sleep in as long as possible, as long as my body wanted. I was having a weird dream though, I don't remember what it was, but I was determined to sleep through it with my eyes blanketed to block out the morning light.
Then I get a knock on my door from Sandra. I ignore it. She says my name. I ignore it. She says my mother is on the phone. I try to ignore, then relent try to say something but she is already back in her room talking to my mother again. I call mom and promptly let'er rip on her ass. She says I needed to get up to make the calls for doctor appointments. I was livid. I let her know I needed to make appointments and would be coming into town not for her to mother it up, but for her to not be surprised when I was in her house in the next few days. I let her know it was my responsibility, that I would decide when I needed to call, that I needed sleep. She got off the phone with a "I can't talk to you when you are like this" and I countered with a "then don't call me at all!!"
Of course, the damage was done and I was not able to simply fall back into the fuzzy unconsciousness of sleep once again. The calls for appointments went off without a hitch a few hours later, as I knew they would. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow to check out one of the sealed cavity sites that have been giving me the stab pains the past few days. Then the next day is a general doctor visit for the mild wreck that is my skin right now. Then the weekend. I wanted to go to my hometown to avoid my mother, but it seems my father who I would primarily want to see, will be down to see the new baby my brother's wife is to give birth to this weekend.
It technically starts last night when I decided I should put my phone on silent and put my blanket next to my pillow (to facilitate easy over-the-eyes access) to ensure complete wake up black out. I wanted to sleep in as long as possible, as long as my body wanted. I was having a weird dream though, I don't remember what it was, but I was determined to sleep through it with my eyes blanketed to block out the morning light.
Then I get a knock on my door from Sandra. I ignore it. She says my name. I ignore it. She says my mother is on the phone. I try to ignore, then relent try to say something but she is already back in her room talking to my mother again. I call mom and promptly let'er rip on her ass. She says I needed to get up to make the calls for doctor appointments. I was livid. I let her know I needed to make appointments and would be coming into town not for her to mother it up, but for her to not be surprised when I was in her house in the next few days. I let her know it was my responsibility, that I would decide when I needed to call, that I needed sleep. She got off the phone with a "I can't talk to you when you are like this" and I countered with a "then don't call me at all!!"
Of course, the damage was done and I was not able to simply fall back into the fuzzy unconsciousness of sleep once again. The calls for appointments went off without a hitch a few hours later, as I knew they would. I have a dentist appointment tomorrow to check out one of the sealed cavity sites that have been giving me the stab pains the past few days. Then the next day is a general doctor visit for the mild wreck that is my skin right now. Then the weekend. I wanted to go to my hometown to avoid my mother, but it seems my father who I would primarily want to see, will be down to see the new baby my brother's wife is to give birth to this weekend.
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