Autumn (goddessjuggalo) wrote,

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So, today, we FINALLY get our first significant snow of the season. We got out of work early, not because of the weather, but because the pharmacy was so low on work. It's been a long time since that's happened, but I was more than happy to leave. I won't be getting paid for the last two and a half hours, but I can come in and do overtime possibly. I just don't care really.

I leave work at around 11 pm, and leave the parking lot and I'm swerving in a Pathfinder. Ugh. I fucking hate winter.. I hate cold, I hate snow. Fuck it all.
I get home half an hour after we're let out, because I'm driving so slowly.. I didn't even take Jess or Sarah home, just had Mark meet us at my house, because I'm all freaked out about driving in the snow. Anyway, I get home and I'm talking to Tim. Earlier in the day, I asked if he would put the garbage out for me, and lo and behold he didn't. As talking to him, I'm thinking that he sounds kind of slurred, and apparently he was drinking.

Like really, you have to drink because you have nothing else to do? I don't drink while he's at work, because well I'm the mommy and I have to pick him up.

I felt good when I got home, but just being here is annoying the shit out of me. He's sleeping on the couch, snoring, and just that sound makes me want to punch his face. I'd feel bad though.

Like, all my life, currently, is about me worrying about everyone else. I should say fuck it all and do what I want to do. I don't even know how to do that, or where to start.

2011... make me proud!
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