31 Days of October, Day 18

[impy]

STAY BACK.

I have spent the day in bed and then showering because it appears every jackass known to man came into work last night, all of them with the flu. I don't even know, people. It's a drive-thru. I will do your shopping for you if you want, just call ahead with pharmacy and I will run around the store with your list. Just don't come in and get your germs on every little thing in the store!


Normally this would just be vexing, but it's Ari's birthday and Cass offered to stop by and bring me with her to visit birthday girl. Only both of them have horrible immune systems and I'm 90% sure that they'd catch the fluuuuuuuu. (I don't care if science won't back me up on this, they're both known for getting super sick and I'm not risking it.)


SIGH.






We're less than 2 weeks away from Halloween and I'm still not as excited as I'd like to be. I'm thinking that what I need is a blustery evening to make things right. Maybe my walks around the neighborhood this weekend will make things seem more festive?

Tomorrow I have to pay bills (ugh), pay Cass for Widget's costume pieces and buy another one at Target. Basically I haven't even been paid yet and all my money is spoken for. ;_;



And now for something that's been bugging me for awhile. A few weeks ago the boy sends a text that says that in December, he and the Widget will be going to NC for the family Christmas party.

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  You got that, right? I'm pretty sure that given the way that people who have never met me instantly know I'm the boy's sister, we're, y'know, related. Which means why the blue fuck was I not invited to the "family" Christmas party?

It shouldn't bother me the way it does. It shouldn't hurt the way it does. I'm the one who stopped visiting after the disaster that was Thanksgiving (you do not attack my mother and get away with it, that's my job) and he's the one who gets along with them really well and I realized this long ago... and the boy and I are different enough that if something appeals to one, it probably won't to the other (there are obvious exceptions like Scrubs) but...

After Dad died and some of the family came down, there was a brief second of my uncle on my mother's side saying that from far away, he couldn't tell the difference between my cousins and I (which I'm sure would kill them as they do not possess such... lovely hips) and like it or not, there's a similar sense of humor and it's family. There's that moment of belonging. Which I so obviously do not.



Which means you get spammed with pictures. Moody ones at that. Sorry about that.

Comments

[flamingnik.livejournal.com]

*hug* Relatives are goobers.

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

*hugs back* They are, they are.

[luxken27]

it appears every jackass known to man came into work last night, all of them with the flu.

That shit's spreading like wildfire. One of my co-workers also has it; we told her not to come in until she feels better because yeah. Do Not Want.

(That's cool that you're willing to personal shop for someone! I had no idea...though given my peculiarities, I'd never be able to describe stuff I want at the drugstore [mainly makeup] to someone and have them pick up the right thing unless they, too, understood the lingo.)

Basically I haven't even been paid yet and all my money is spoken for. ;_;

Welcome to my world :-/

Which means why the blue fuck was I not invited to the "family" Christmas party?

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From the sounds of it, maybe for the good of your blood pressure? Either way - dude, that sucks. We pick our friends, we don't pick our families :(

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

The emergency care thing around the corner from my house proudly proclaims the flu is here and they've got however many cases diagnosed there. Not something I need to see on my way to work.

The summer the inside of the store was closed we'd occasionally pick up a small list of things from people in the drive thru, especially if it was easy or they were a regular customer. I gather the pharmacists hate the drive thru, but I hate people hacking all over me and the rest of the store more. :P

Family wise, I just tell myself to imagine the boy in a car with the Widget for however many hours and then I don't feel so bad. ;)

[zallia.livejournal.com]

I can't even believe...who the hell has a family event and can't even...and then your own sister...and I...ugh!! *brain broken* My poor baby. :( *hugs*

[snarky-imp.livejournal.com]

*huggles*

It boggles my mind, it does. I suppose it's possible they were going to invite me (will invite?) closer to the actual date, whatever that is, but... I'm kind of doubting it. On the plus side, I won't have to worry about my two least favorite cousins on that side showing up. I still can't tell if I'm the black sheep of the family but since I can't think of another candidate, I suppose that's sign 1-94 that I am.

Ah well, a weekend without the boys. Search for silver lining complete!