Where do I start?
Last weekend started off badly with my dinner and evening plans withmdaniel being all messed up and me coming home early and getting online. From there the weekend went straight down hill. I spoke to a long time friend of mine only to discover his Mom is in hospital and has been for the last five or so weeks, she is paralysed from the neck down and can move her eyes and her neck a trifle! Wow! So I immediatly made plans with teka to go and visit.
I did not sleep much Thursday night, to many thoughts and books and dreams. So when I got up Friday morning at 8! I was already tired and feeling like it was going to be a rest day apart from a few errands, that was until I heard that tinkerboo‘s Dad was in the emeregncy room, at that I decided it was back to bed and read all day and store up strengh. That night mdaniel and I went to visit tinkerboo and give her support.
Saturday was new job, it is not fun to many people yelling and being pushy – but it is work, and then grocery shopping and then scargrrl‘s birthday party and cheesy fondue. Regrettably by the evening’s end I was dragging and feeling exhausted. I was to tired to go by and visit tinkerboo. I felt even worse about not going when I found out that her father died the next morning.
It was not a good Sunday! My friends father was dead, I had to work, and we were busy. Nevermind the arsehole who spent ten minutes yelling at me. Why? i have no idea! he just yelled and acted like he was important – it made me shake and feel ill though, thanks arsewipe!
That evening I went with teka to visit our friends mom – depressing, and then to see tinkerboo and hammor and try provide some comfort and knowledge that I was there if she needed me.
Then home to collapse.
I wish I could do more to help my friends, provide some way of then knowing that they are very very imporatnt to me. All of my friends! I have almost no friends from childhood and school that I am in contact with, all my friends are people I have chosen to be friends with, not circumstance or make do. I try to treat my friends with love and care – and I even yell at them…I want them all to know, even if we don’t talk much, interact much, hang out much etc; it does not change that we are friends, in my life I have learnt that friendships change and evolve but that is what makes them great.