You don't get to read this! Why?
Because
I was so tired of having to sit at that table for three hours plus. I mean, I've done it since I was 12. This time I took a stand. She couldn't physically make me, right!?! No, she gets me with the all-tomatum(is that how you spell it?
So, from 11am-2pm approximately, you can find me eventually coming to somewhat of a mends with my mum today.
We talked about work. There is so much on my to do list when I get back to work. I have to deal with the end of my probation. I got to get settled in moving in, when I get back Jan. 3rd. But mums going to let me stay until I get it all together. It's so nice to have the luxiery of moving in gradually. I'm very pleased and appreciatative... I gots to do something super nice.
I know, I say it time and time again, (that I absolutely loath sitting at the table for hours), but everytime, mum has a way through her words that move me through all emotions that are comprehendable to the human mind, I'm sure. She told me how when she was like 14, grandma told her that are family is different: we are direct decendants of Chief Tonaskat down in Washington. How great is that? If I didn't have enough pride about my background, here is more.
However, she did call me vendictive. I'm afraid that she's right. I'm afraid what I would do, if I let myself believe I was. I tried to stick up for myself. But maybe it just is that I am. Or maybe it is just that I have been, occasionally. I know I have been. Like when Taryn stole my money, just before her birthday, I sure as hell didn't get her anything for it. It was my way of sticking it back to her; although, I don't think it worked. But, other than that, I pretty much am relying on Karma if I think someone did something shitty to me.
I was suppose to get my arse up to Heather's sometime today but...
I sort of have to pack and gift wrap. I'm sure she can understand.
And mum just couldn't leave me alone down here, doing packing and what not. Even after 10 minutes, it was like, "raven, sonja, where are you? what are you doing? go check the mail...ect." Sometimes, I think she gets lonely. But finally, after the dinner she made (and me not eating *gets worried about self not having little to no appetite*) Than, mom got me to take Ray to the movies. We got along good.
Cheaper by the Dozen 2 was so unfunny. But Raven like boys and shes eight so that was so entertaining!