Two Things
1. I've been pretty good about people messing with me. Although lately it's gotten to the point where I am so confused about what I want to do that I'm not sure I'll make a healthy decision should the messing with my head end. Yesterday, however, you did not just mess with me, you messed with my dog. Okay, technically he's not my dog, but he's living with me so he's mine for the moment. Messing with an animal and his potential enjoyment of such a beautiful day is not okay. I've been debating breaking off all contact. Then again, maybe not.2. E is wondering just when her parents are going to pay back the money they owe me. Somehow I bought both my brother and my dad Christmas gifts for my mom who has yet to acknowledge that she owes me several hundred dollars to pay for them. She also owes me the $100 that she was given by Ewa to pay me back for driving her box of stuff to Chicago. This was never my mother's money and yet, she spent it all and decided I didn't need it. This is my mother's typical modus operandi. Maybe I should talk to my dad. I am not a bank.