Mood Swings

10389519_734719276592405_376637255461759790_nThis past Tuesday was pretty rough for me, all it did was rain. And if it didn’t rain it was definitely in the air, my parents had to go somewhere so I went to my nana’s, which is usually a good thing but Tuesday by the end of the last two hours I thought my head was going to explode. This picture represents why it was like that. Too many unused envelopes, unused cards, and I was in the middle of organizing them together and finding stickers for a little activity I want to do with the some kiddos next weekend, more about that later. The day actually started off fine and dandy, it was after a couple of hours there did my patience with the papers start to drive my nerves insane! I even had my cookie dough ice cream and I still felt like my head was going to explode!

My nana is like my mom and I, she doesn’t like to throw anything away. Because of this and the fact that she’s got her computer too. She no longer writes to anybody. She’s got tons (and I mean tons!) of different cards for any occasion, cute little ones that could be good in the spring and summer, plus baby showers and birthdays! Then she moves over this large and heavy bag full of Christmas stuff. Anything that was Christmas related was thrown in there. She had a bunch of these plain but itty bitty cards that I just couldn’t put in the box with the others, so I think I stuffed a few into my envelope that I took home.  There were a few things she kept out, the bigger envelopes she kept out just in case. The rest went inside this medium size box. While I was trying to put everything in there, I was getting hot as there’s no air circulating through that area of the house, my nana was on her computer and here I was organizing her stuff like I had remembered my teachers stack them up in neat little piles but once I started putting them in the box and it started overflow did all of my patience just boil over. I literally had to leave the room because I thought I was going to overheat both physically and mentally. I even watched a little bit of a movie that my papaw was watching in the kitchen that had July Garland in it. I found out later that it was her birthday!

Once I was cooled down, I went back into the office, still unsure to do about the box and everything because right before I left the room I literally took everything out of the box and moved them sideways so I could (hopefully) get everything adjusted to were they wouldn’t fight me and to where we could tape it up if we had to. Everything was starting to do better, I had to change my outlook on the situation and went on to finish this because there was no way in hell I was doing this again for the second day! After I finished, I had my nana cut some of her stickers thingys she gets in the mail. Of course, the lighthouses stayed with her but everything else went with me. It’s actually kind of funny in a way, when I first got there I was worried that I wouldn’t have a lot of girly stickers but I ended up having a LOT more girly stickers than boyish ones. I’m hoping little Aiden doesn’t hate me for it. I’ve got some animal and trees stickers. Maybe with that $10 that my nana bet with me I can have my mom go somewhere and get me boy stickers so I don’t get into trouble! Oh yeah, my nana had this little bell like noise coming from her wheelchair everytime she went forward. I was getting annoyed with it so I started looking for it and then she got herself in trouble. She literally said to me, “if you can find it, I’ll give you $10” I found it in five seconds. It was a zipper for her cushion that was getting caught along her wheel. I had to find a way to put inside the sponge part, but she ended up switching the entire thing around because I couldn’t get it to work.


Skip to the next day Wednesday. It was such a boring day. One of my sister’s friends had tweeted the other day that we’ll never get any sun this summer. After days of rain and storms, we’re a little on edge because we haven’t had much sun. Hearing the sound of rain outside of your room can be a soothing thing to some, but for me it just makes me want to go to the bathroom. All I did was lay around, watch TV, and listen to music. It’s an everyday thing but still. The only good thing that happened was that right before the sun went down, my mom allowed me to go out on the back porch to see the new babies and the older ones too! When I got out there all I saw by the edge of the ramp were four little babies peaking their heads out. We think the little fluff ball, which we found out is a boy! When mom and Blondie first found them, we weren’t sure whose kittens they were because not only was Bootsie pregnant but so was Wren too. We think the fluff ball is from Bootsie’s litter and the other three are from Wren’s litter, but we also think Bootsie took them away from them too. She doesn’t exactly know what to think about them, like Midget and Grumpy. They’re adjusting too. Two of the babies have some kind of eye infection. Our little gray and white (who looks like Grumpy) has his right eye completely shut. We lost two babies from the last litter from eye infections too. My little Silver Moonlight also has it too, so I hate to say this but I’m trying to wean myself off that one in case it ends up dying.

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(L to R) Kells, Belle, Grumpy, Silver, Wren, Bootsie, and Midget
(L to R) Kells, Belle, Grumpy, Silver, Wren, Bootsie, and Midget

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Five Sentence Fiction: Furious

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What it’s all about: Five Sentence Fiction is about packing a powerful punch in a tiny fist. Each week I will post a one word inspiration, then anyone wishing to participate will write a five sentence story based on the prompt word. The word does not have to appear in your five sentences, just use it for direction.

This week: FURIOUS

She had nothing to do with the situation that was in front of her, but that didn’t mean it didn’t affect her just as much as it affected everybody else, she found solace in her mind and thought about the actions she would express if nothing could be incriminating.

She thought of her emotions and wedged a war between what was right and what needed to happen, she wanted to get the revenge  on that other person didn’t want, but she couldn’t take the lies of denying soul who just wanted to be free; if you wanted to break free, you need to push back and demand your freedom.

The kindred soul that lived inside her body failed to keep up with raging dreams of fire and pain, her body cried out as the devil had found himself a way into her life again, and wanted to join in on her schemes to break hold of this monster that caused so much horror in not just her life, but others as well.

The truth was slowly coming out and as everything came down for the monster, the truth didn’t seem to phase that person at all, the thoughts of red still flashed in her eyes.

Nothing was about her, but it sure as hell wasn’t going to end at her.

This Monday Hates Me

I guess I’m just losing my will to do anything. I haven’t read on my Kindle for a month. I haven’t draw anything for at least two weeks now. I’m really sad about it because I was right yet again. Everytime I start anything I never seem to finish it. Lovely. Just what I need right about now. More shit to make my life that much worse. However, I can’t say “worse” but it’s just Monday and tomorrow could be different. But it’s tonight yet either. The Voice is on tonight and I’m going to try to do my first review of the show tonight since it’s the beginning of Battle Rounds. Last year, I got to Semi-Finals and stopped doing my reviews. I can never do anything and finish it. Never. I don’t know what’s my problem. I am so discouraged about it all. It just sucks.

I had to go on another deleting spree again. This time it wasn’t on Twitter. This one was on Facebook and it needed to be done. I’m a little bit pissed off at myself really. Because the one thing I promised myself I wouldn’t do, I did. I added a few people who I had on my other account to this one. I’ve never been so mad at myself! Somebody should have smacked me upside the head when I did that. That would have been the smartest thing for anyone to do. It save me my emotions and anger from being up and down all the time. Oh well, lesson learned. Be careful of who you trust and go with your gut and ignore the people who say they’re for you when they can’t show their faces to me. I’m so over people.