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My Life Thus Far
I Don't Know How I Feel About Today
I don't know how I feel about today... Work just dragged on, like it just wouldn't end. It wasn't as busy as Saturday's usually are. Who knows why. I had to make great efforts to maintain my sales per hour, and normally I don't have to. It's tougher when the store isn't busy and there's a lot of associates working. But I did alright for myself. The day finally ended, but it wasn't like I had much to look forward to.
My mother in law arrived today. She's coming to pick up the kids, so she can take them back with her to Cheney. Every Summer the girls spend about a month with her. She lives in a resort on a lake, and of course spoils them in ways no parent ever would. This year is the first time Keenan's going. So, they'll only be there for two weeks. We don't know how well Keenan would tolerate being away from me for that long, so two weeks is just a starting point. I don't want them to go, but especially not Keenan. He's the baby, and I'm not ready to share him with her just yet.
So, after work, we met up at Red Robin for dinner. It's right across the street from the mall, so they all met me there after I got off. It was uncomfortable (at least for Annie and I). Snookums can be a bit judgmental at times, but he's MUCH better than he was when we first met. Mostly because he knows how much it bothers me. If he still harbors those feelings, he doesn't say them around me. Well, his mother is another story. All through dinner, she just kept talking shit about people at the tables around us. How this lady had poor taste in clothes and needed to stop popping pills, questioning the sexuality of a man in a booth behind us, calling people's babies fat. It was just one thing after another. All while she pounded down one beer after another. The only saving grace was that she paid for dinner this time. In the past, she's suggested going out to eat, and then made us pay for it (when eating out isn't something we do often, because for a family of our size, its too expensive).
Once home, she nitpicked the way the house looked, and called my dog a Mexican terrorist (he's a Chihuahua, but hardly a terrorist). I hate to sound like I don't like her, but she can definitely rub me the wrong way. I'm so glad she's leaving tomorrow. It just makes me sad that she's taking my kids with her. She's my husband's mother, and I'm grateful to her for having him. I just need to keep reminding myself of that.
I'm off tomorrow. I requested it off, so that I can see the kids (and the mother in law) off. Snookums works at 4pm, though so I'll be alone all evening. Like, alone - alone. I wonder what I'll do with myself?
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