Just Another Day

July 10, 2011, Sunday

Don't Push It, Scirei

I was having a bad day. Mmhmm. On top of the stress of the tablet going out, all the stuff involved with planning the wedding and getting people to cooperate or get along, dealing with my husband's mom constantly insulting and belittling him to me or murdering kittens in the river, and all the stuff pertaining to the school's remodeling (strong chemical smells make me sick and even though their paint is "California friendly" it's still making me really nauseated) and the fact they can't keep the thermostat above 60 degrees Fahrenheit, I also get the fun of having an annoying growth under my skin that won't go away. I finally was able to save up enough to go to the doctor to get it cut out, even though he didn't believe me until I was able to get him to start cutting in and digging around. He then goes and runs labwork without even discussing it with me first, not how much it'd cost or even that he was going to freakin' do it, and now expects me to pay for it. Hell. Fucking. No. It was his decision, so he can pay for it.