Nyargh

So. This weekend we were supposed to go through the storage unit and move from one to another but my brother, who has the keys, called it off for Sunday because it was supposed to rain. Guess what didn't happen? I'm trying to tell myself it's fine because a) it could have rained in that area of town and also b) my period roared into town about an hour away from the end of my shift at work yesterday and was the "cancel yer plans!" type, so I couldn't have done anything anyway. It's still making things decidedly not fun, honestly. But it's making me twitchy that he's got the keys and seems to be insisting I be there for this to go through stuff, like my good dude, you haven't paid a goddamn cent of this the entire time we've had this thing. You've taken advantage of it every other time you've moved, but suddenly NOW you care how much stuff is in there?

I'm cranky for many a reason but not the least of which he isn't wrong, it's just... leave the keys and let us go in and look to see what I can immediately ID as important or not? I really don't think Mom'll appreciate us doing this on Mother's Day, y'know?


Anyway. Need to check the weather and maybe send him a text asking for the keys so I can either look today if my period calms the fuck down or maybe tomorrow before rush hour begins?

Need food though.