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Thursday, December 24, 2009

Bipolar and Bad Things

They say bad things happen in 3's and for myself and my family, that proved to be true last night.

1) The sink clogged, we had to go get a snake, and it took me about an hour to get it completely unglogged. My mom bitching and complaing the entire time. I however remained calm (highly unusual for me) and just started saying "yes mom, ok mom" to try to get her to calm down. She however didn't get happy for a few more hours.

Then

2) My truck broke down. I again remained calm while mom started pacing around the yard and talking on her cell phone. Needless to say, the truck is still broke down, but I am still smiling. I gave Tiger a long pep talk this morning before I started her, a couple of rubs, and a kiss, then I cranked her. Nope she won't be starting for a bit. LOL. But I'm still happy and smiling.

Mom jinxed us, last night she made the comment, "what else can go wrong". Well the third thing:

3) My step father has just finished his drivers training and is coming home from New Orleans via Greyhound. About 5am he heard his phone start ringing, but chose to ignore it. Big mistake! When he woke up at 7:30am, he reached in his pocket to call mom and his phone was gone. Someone had stolen his phone! I'm still smiling as mom is cussing and bitching. LOL. They had just bought these brand new phones, don't have insurance, and because Dave's phone is the primary, they had to shut down moms to. LOL. But yet I am still smiling.

By now, I would normally be so pissed off at everything that I would have been in a very bad self mutiliating session complete with hair pulling and massive amounts of cussing. But I'm still smiling and its not even a fake or forced smile.

I am very proud of myself!