28 July 2004 * 21:35
I went on the 19th to the post office here is Hellholeville AL. I asked the lady if they provide free shipping supplies for military stuff. She acted like I was stupid and said no. Well, what she should have said is that boxes are always free and I can order as many as my heart desires online. The woman didn't have tape for my package, so I had to pay for Priority Mail. This was a small care package for William with his GPS in it. I insured it. Now, almost 10 days later, he still doesn't have it. Priority Mail is supposed to be 2-3 days. I even checked online. So I am calling the stupid woman tomorrow to see what the deal is. Unfortunately I can't file a claim until 21 days have passed. I have my little insurance receipt. I have the Wal-Mart receipt too. They will give me my $100 back!
I have been very frustared and irritable tonight. I was trying to get it off my chest to Mom and she was all like, "Calm down. The babies sense that. They need you." No way! LIKE I DON'T FREAKING KNOW THAT! This coming from the woman who bitches 24/7 about people making fun of her hair at work. Next time she starts whining to me I am going to tell her to either shut up or say something to them. If she lets them keep on then why should they stop? Anyway, she was in a hurry to get off the computer. This woman oughta be kissing my ass. I am paying her way to California for a weekend. God bless.
William called to check in. He had called his Dad and his Mom talked forever. He called Amanda and Chris. Then he called me. We were only on for a few minutes. He was going to eat and I was going to bed. It was 16:15 and I was going to bed. It wsa still light out. Kaylee is in bed asleep and Lauren is so cranky she needs to be asleep. She went and laid down in the bed and waited for me. So, I decide to go ahead and read a chapter in my book, "Sex with Kings," to help me get a little more prepared to sleep. Lauren pitches a fit the majority of the time. Then she gets down and get a dress of hers I have hanging up, and she is hunky dorey. Smiling, laughing and all. Then I finish the chapter and giver her the mouthpiece (yes she still takes a pacifier). She goes back into a fit of rage. I am losing my temper. I finally get up after yelling at her like a dog, and come to the living room. Of course, she stayed in there all quiet and peaceful. So, I turn on my best friend Mr. Laptop here, and it starts acting up. I beat the hell out of it with my fist. That attracts Lauren and she comes in here really slowly holding the phone. So I get that and get connected, and here I am, bitching to no end. You can tell when I hit the manic rage, I cuss a lot. And I am mean to my kids. And I hate most people.
Oh, speaking of hating people...I called Expedia today. See, the card I will be using to pay for the trip is actually with William. I was calling to verify that everything will be paid for as soon as I hit the button online. One girl told me no, it was just the plane tickets. I called back and talked to a guy today who suggested I put the flight and hotel on one itinerary and the car on another. Mom's card will have to pay for the car. So I go and start reading up all the junk about the cars. I find a really good deal...$15 and some change each day. I go to read their rules. If you use a debit card, even if it says Visa, or if you pay cash, you have to put up $350 cash for a deposit. Nice. So I go through all the car companies, and most are like that...except Alamo. As long as you show them your round trip ticket, you can use a debit card as long as it is Visa or Mastercard. It ended up being almost $70 compared to the $53 at the 1st place. But no huge cash deposit. So I reserved us a car. A Chevy Cavalier, 4 door. Wow. LOL. It will get us where we need to go though. They have free shuttle service, where they pick us up at the airport when we arrive to take us to the car. YAY! I am gonna feel special. ROFL.
I really wish that I wasn't so afraid to go alone. I would rather not have to worry about Mom while we are there. We can only afford 1 room, and you know what we will be doing. But I would be unable to rent a car. You have to be 25. And even if I could I don't have a credit card to pay up front. Oh well. At least if we crash I won't be alone, LOL!
Seriously I get a little freaked out about crashing. I guess everyone does their 1st time though. Don't they? William was telling me how the wing moves a little bit so I wouldn't freak out if I saw that. Hey, I don't know anything about planes. I am afraid I will have a panic attack. If I did going over a bridge in Georgia (or maybe it was in South Carolina) then what will I do in a plane? but I have this thing about water all the sudden. I bet if I asked Sylvia she would say I drowned at this age in a past life. Hehehe.
I actually priced how much it would be to have a concultation with Sylvia. It was $700 for an hour on the phone. Her son was cheaper. LOL, I guess b/c no one knows him. But Sylvia is good. I watch her on Montel all the time, LOL. Hey, if I could, I would call her. I have plenty of questions. I would need her for like a whole day though. I would want to know all about my past lives (if I believe in that...I really don't know) and my future and all that jazz. If I will be one of those women that snaps and kills everybody one day when she is PMSing.
I think I finally helped William's Mom understand bipolar disorder. She is pre-menopausal. She was telling me how she felt a bad mood coming and couldn't do anything about it. She went on about how badly she treated Papa T one day and how she just flashed from crying to evil. I said that is exactly what bipolar is like. She said she was worried for me then...what will I be like when I am pre-menopausal AND bipolar? I said William would probably move back in with them. Hehehe.
OK, my wrists and hands are tingling. Carpal tunnel? It doesn't really hurt too bad, just like stinging and tingling. Oh, I sound like a hypochondriac. But I dealt with CT during my pregnancies. It was worse than this.
OK, I am gonna play literati.
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