Down I Go - 04.05.14 in Your Face

The usual Sunday blues.

Picked my sister and her fiance up last night and drove them home because they were drunk. Bickered with my sister in the car because she acts like a complete spanner when she's drunk. She started crying because she thought it was so nice of me to come and pick them up (it was freezing and windy, and I'd been in bed when they called me to do the 1 hour round trip - which they paid me $30 to do). Pretty sure she was also crying because she realises that I am leaving soon.

I went home and cried my eyes out about it, too. There are a million things here that I don't mind leaving behind, and a precious few things that I dread leaving. She is one of them.

Today I slept late and didn't do my gym class. I ate late breakfast and late lunch, skipped dinner. Did two loads of laundry and I am currently steaming up the room by hanging it all over the heater.

Crying again, but this time over my wounded feelings. M is still incommunicado. I just wish he could give me one lousy minute out of his day. Just one.

Back to work tomorrow, and I am grumbling about it, can you believe it? I have 24 days of work left, and I am grumbling about it. In a few weeks I'll be wishing I had more days, seeing as more days working means more money, right?

In two weeks' time I plan to try out riding my mother's bike to the gym. It's actually very far from my house, but there is a bike track that I can jump on down the road from our place, and get off just near the gym. I want to see how tired the ride makes me, so I can figure out whether I'd have the strength to then make it through an hour long class, and then ride home again. This is preparation for when I sell my car. I haven't decided on the timing for that, given that I don't know exactly when I'm leaving. It would be nice to ride anyway, because it costs nothing.

Just a few more weeks. I just need to get through a few more weeks, and hopefully I can start getting some answers.