I woke up today not in a happy mood. Mind you, I rarely wake up in a good mood. I once slapped my Momma while I was asleep, because I don't like waking up. After that, she'd toss one of our cats on me to wake me, or shake the end of the bed. I still didn't wake up well, but at least I caused her no violence that way.
Anyhoo... I made her lunch, got her to her car, and went back to my couch to rest more. Today I had to do today what I avoided yesterday; going to her house to get more of her stuff. I held off until almost 3 before I got to her (former) house. I got her stuff, and luckily, dad was decent and not too (endlessly) clingy.
I went next to SuperTarget. I did our shopping, loaded up the car, and then tried to start to car. Nothing. It just clicked. It didn't even try to start. So I waited, and tried again, and then waited more, and tried again. Nada.
I called Momma to tell her she needed to come get me. She was not amused. In fact, she was so angry about it that she acted like I did this on purpose. After an hour (!!) she brought a friend to see if it was my battery. Of course it wasn't.
So my car got towed, and I was pissed because of her reaction, and she was pissed about the timing. (She'd had an endlessly bad day.) Still, we got everything home, and I brought in everything (including her), and then I ran to the office to play on the Interwebs, and to ignore her.
After about an hour, I was better, as was she. I got her fed and down to bed.
Best part of this day? The boy called. We'd had a lovely conversation last night, and it was so good to hear from him. It's amazing how calming he is for me. I hear his voice, and my cackles go away. Yes, it's cheesy, and yes, I'm lame. Still, can any of you women out there hear, "I love you...so much..." and not melt, especially from someone you adore? I thought not.
At least I'll get some sleep tonight.
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