First one!

Today is the first day of this blog. I have decided I need a theraputic outlet for some of the things I think about on a daily basis. I could keep a diary but that could be found and mis-interpreted by the finder. I could bitch on facebook but then it would have to be somewhat anonymous so that I don't hurt anyones feelings and I want to be specific here. I will only tell certain people that I know of the address to this blog so that I can freely bitch about the rest! So let's get this party started!!

Last Friday I had some surgery on my hip and have been home bound for the week. Needless to say, I never want to do this again. Or at least these exact arrangements again. Let me explain:

My mother is here 'taking' care of me. I suppose everyone has different standards of care. Myself, I like a clean house, clean dishes, clean clothes and clean sheets. I guess this could be asking too much but I have a problem with living in filth.
Her and I have a strange relationship. She used to beat me as a child and I, over many years and years of therapy, have forgiven her. Well, for the most part. Being alone with her daily for a week has reminded me of all the torturous things she did to me as a child, as she continues to this day to do them. Hoping some how to break me. Too bad for her I am an adult now.
So, today after a week of just normal living, I vaccuumed the living room and hallway. Now I wasn't supposed to do this. As I've said I had hip surgery and am supposed to be immobile, but I have a giant Akita and he sheds. There was almost a thin carpet of Akita hair on the floor. I couldn't take it. I had to vaccuum. You would think my mother would also notice this mass of hair and vaccuum but she hasn't. I guess she is used to living that way. Luck was on my side because she left to go do some shopping of some sort (which she has been doing since her arrival a month ago) so I did it. The problem with all of this? I have only just punished myself by this action. I am in pain now all because her lazy ass. Thanks for your help mom.

Now on another note, I have a few friends not mass loads but a couple I hold dear. Several live in different states unfortunetly, but I love them and cherish them no less. One of them who lives near me, called me, 3 days after my surgery and told me she was going to come by on Thursday and see me. Well Thursday came and went. No friend. No call, no text, no nothing. So I text her the next day (toda) and say I guess you got held up. She replies 'i worked till 9pm and thought about calling you but didnt. OK. Then I see she had posted on facebook many hours before 9pm that she is DT (downtown) with her new toy (meaning some new guy she is dating) Are you fucking kidding me?? Your new toy? The only one getting played with bitch is you, you just don't know it yet. So I am pretty pissed that she threw me off for this douche she is dating (and he is a douche) and then tried to lie to me. Step off bitch! I am done being her friend when SHE wants it. Does anyone else have a friend like this? She also told me about 3 years ago we couldn't be friends anymore due to the fact she was trying to work things out with her husband and I was hindering that. Really? So I stood back and waited as a good friend should. What a buffoon I am.

Well the Olympics are starting so I will be back tomorrow. I hope you all enjoy my rants and bitching.

xo