My cousin was suppose to come home today... no such luck she didn't do the required things to come home so at the hospital she stays (meaning she didn't poop or fart...I am such a lady with my words). Hopefully tomorrow will be her homecoming. I spent the morning with my best friend. We took her niece (10 1/2 months) to see kung fu panda 2. It was cute, and she did really well. It was just fun to spend time with both of them. We then wandered around target for 2 hours just looking at everything. My friendship with her is more like sisters seperated at birth. I just love her. I also spilled to her my plans to move next summer. I was a bit nervous, I am looking forward to moving but at the same time I don't want to leave her, her family, my family and a handful of other really close friends. But, at this point I have to do what is best for me. They will always be in my life....no matter where I live. Besides it gives everyone a vacation spot to visit. I first have to make it through school. (I am getting really really nervous, and I keep asking myself what did I get myself into).
After this fun and relaxing afternoon I headed home to do some things and to spend some time with family friends that came into town and my family. I got a phone call from my movie friend. She needed my help. I won't lie I was a bit annoyed. I don't really have the gas to get to her house, I had only allotted gas for one trip down there (tomorrow) not two, plus I already had things lined up for the afternoon and evening. Last thing I wanted to do was go down there and help paint or clean or what ever. I know how much it took for her to call me and although I had other plans I made changes, changed my clothes, and got in the car. Now I have failed to mention that it is "that time of the month" for me and so my tolerance level is sooooooooooo low pretty much anything that isn't my idea annoys me right now. So needless to say I was pretty surly. I know I should have been more compassionate or something but I was not having it today. We didn't talk as we got to work. I painted one room and well, paint was all over me...that annoyed me even more. Then instead of turning on the air (to save money etc) we worked in 98 degree weather with windows open...(and no airflow in the room I was in). So now I am annoyed, hot and sweaty! Soooo not a good time for Angela. On top of that from all the bending over and sitting on the ground my back was really hurting. Not my idea of a pleasant friday. This evening was pretty much a dissaster. After I finished the bedroom I left. I was hurt, tired, covered in paint and I still had to do the things I needed to that I had originally put off. I told her I had to go. I know she wanted me to stay, but I couldn't. As I was leaving she didn't hug me goodbye (as she normally did) nor did she even say goodbye or even thank you for that matter. Granted I didn't have the best attitude and I know the last thing she wanted to do was be there either. But, I was only thinking of me and my feelings. (selfish I know, but that is where I was at the time). I drove home and I stewed about it all the way home. I stewed about it as I went through the things I needed to that evening and I stewed about it as I got ready for bed. So not how I intended for my friday to turn out. I am going to bed hopefully my attitude is different in the morning.....
Love Angela
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