Ever notice how crazy your life can get in just the blink of an eye? Yes, that's my life now.
I haven't been able to write for days...days, my friends. Days. I've been at home with my mother since Wednesday and now my mother has followed me home. She's staying with me until Friday. Friday evening, after a long day at work (I'm not exaggerating), she and I must drive her home and then I have to get up extremely early the next morning and drive back to my house. Sure, it's only an hour and half trip one way, but I HATE driving. It scares me and makes me slightly panicky. I'm okay as long as there is someone else in the car, but I hate driving alone.
Tomorrow starts a loathed session of Turn. For those of you not in the property management field, Turn is the time period between residents moving out and new residents moving in. We turn the apartments to get them ready for new residents. Needless to say, we find some messy apartments. Apartment 348 and 346 will forever live in my memory. Scary, scary stuff. Very scary. It made me want to take a hot shower there and then. I can't believe how some people live in such filth. I'm not exactly neat, but at least I'm CLEAN. There is a huge difference between the two. Trust me.
My twin sister graduated from college yesterday. Go, sis. My question for her: now what? Of course, I'll be asking myself that next year when I finally complete my degrees (yes, double major in English and German). What do you do with a B.A. in English? If anyone has any ideas, could you please let me know? I'm a little tapped at the moment.
Lots of family drama, as always. I hate holidays. My entire family is psycho, and I'm being kind with that idea. I've decided that if I ever need to marry, I will kidnap future husband and force him to elope. My parents have both decreed that they will not attend if the other parent is invited. I'm sorry? I thought it was MY wedding? Why put me through such puerile behavior? Also, my father said he won't attend if I don't invite his significant other. I can't stand his significant other. She told me my four year old niece was possessed by a spirit. Yes, that's right. Possessed by a spirit.
Mind you, I am a paranormal investigator, but the evidence needs to be staring me in the face for me to think anything paranormal is going on. For her, everything is a ghost. She seemed offended when I said that I had yet to see any hard scientific evidence that ghosts exist. I've had personal experiences. What paranormal investigator hasn't? I still can't name what those were, or how the things I saw and heard could happen, but they weren't documented evidence, so they can't be submitted as such. Could I stand and say vows when my dad's girlfriend is going off about some ghost she saw on the way to the church? Also, my mother refuses to attend if dad's significant other is invited.
So, elopement seems my only hope. I think I might leave a note stating where the wedding gifts may be sent. Hopefully, it's in Europe and Europe has someone willing to act as a go-between. It seems that escape is the only survival tactic here. Anything else will leave me open to family retribution of not having the princess wedding they're planning for me. (shudder). Honestly, I would be happy with a simple Mass, simple dress, and pie. I hate cake. They want tiaras, veils, bridesmaids. Everything I'm not.
I don't think I even believe in love. I've never been in love. I love people, but I've never felt that never-ending passion that so many of my friends seem to have in their relationships. Hell, I've never even had sex and I'm twenty-four. It's not through lack of opportunity. There have been many opportunities. I just didn't want to bother with it. The opportunities just seemed so childish when they asked.
I think I've ranted enough. I'm off to see if some stories will happen now. Thanks for reading the above pointless babble that I needed to get out of my brain.
