Stress

Well, it has been 2 weeks since The Tomboy moved in. And oh boy, has it been fun. (UGH)

I had gotten soooo used to be alone, doing what I wanted, when I wanted. I suddenly feel like I have moved back in with MY mother! And don't EVEN get me started on THAT!

So I am taking it day by day and doing the best that I can.

I HAVE had some fun with this whole thing. Sending hateful messages and telling her ex-fiance what a loser he is. And when he tells me I am immature I just tell him to kiss my ass. God that feels good. Yeah, I may be immature, but he is an asshole. In the whole scheme of things I will take the former, thank you very much.

My mother is a CPA and she did his taxes for free because he was with her granddaughter. When she found out what happened, she sent him a bill for twice the amount she normally charges! At least I know my mom is good for something! I can't wait until he gets it.

I just think the women in this family need to form a line and show our solidarity. Put our differences aside for a little while and let this prick know that you don't fuck with us. Yeah, that is what I think.

Anyway, I know this is a totally BORING update, but I will have a "flashback" for ya this week. I will have to start laughing at some of this stress or it is going to really get to me.

What better way to deal than with humor. (And you have to admit, there is a certain satisfaction in the whole "immaturity" thing.)



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