Friday, October 08, 2010

Cranky

I can't help it.  It's been coming for days, and I've been trying to suppress it, but it's just not working.  I'm cranky.  I hurt.  I'm tired of trying to keep up with my parents' schedule and routine and of trying to be a helpful little monkey.  I'm sick of being around people.  I'm sick of shouting all the time because a) everyone is always trying to talk to each other from three rooms away, and b) my mother is going deaf.  I am sick of being blasted out of my seat by the TV.  I can be in my bedroom-- upstairs and on the opposite side of the house-- and hear the TV as clearly as if I was in the room.  I've developed tinnitus, y'all.  Seriously.  My ears are ringing.

What I really, truly, desperately want is to close the door, pull the covers over my head, and not see another human until Tuesday.

What I must do soon is pull on a sweatshirt and a pair of shoes and go downstairs and greet people at this damn garage sale my parents are having.  Every time they sell something they come in the house and holler up the stairs with the new sales total.  We're up to $4.75.  Yee haw.

Like I said.  Cranky.

1 comment:

  1. $4.75?! Yikes, you can practically pay for all your meds soon! Gawd. Sorry, I know what you mean. Some days you just have be Oscar The Grouch and let it sit there.
    Do you have ear buds or headphones you can put on that would block out some of the noises? Or maybe leave the house and just visit a library? Pretend I can be there and take you out for tea, where we'll sit quietly and won't yell.
    Julie

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