Just killing time...
Apr. 28th, 2002 09:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousmeHave to leave for work soon. Sundays are pretty quiet, usually, from what I've heard.
My mother in her infinite benevolence and wisdom has seen fit to forgive me and love me once more. I'm now "her loveliness" again, and she's in an okay mood. More to the point, she's switched to venting her frustrations on my absent father, who as usual hasn't left any contact information before leaving for his six–week trip.
The funny part? The MU isn't upset because she can't reach him, nor because he may miss one of the most crucial events in his life. She's upset because of how it looks to other people that she doesn't know where he is. She's worried that her friends and family will think that she has a bad marriage and that they'll look down on her.
Talk about screwed priorities.
I hate it when she gets mood swings like this. It's impossible to keep up with them.
What's not helping is that I can feel myself slipping out of the hypo–manic state I've been in since March, and I'm not looking forward to the next little while. Been there, done that, don't want to revisit it. Maybe I'm just tired, but I don't think that's it. I've been tired before, and this is not what it feels like.
Hope work goes by quickly. Don't really feel like spending all day on the phone with irate clients. I may just scream back at them, which would lose me my job.
I'm going to bring the Gazette with me to work and scour it for apartments while I'm there. Distance from MU means fewer mood swings to deal with.
My mother in her infinite benevolence and wisdom has seen fit to forgive me and love me once more. I'm now "her loveliness" again, and she's in an okay mood. More to the point, she's switched to venting her frustrations on my absent father, who as usual hasn't left any contact information before leaving for his six–week trip.
The funny part? The MU isn't upset because she can't reach him, nor because he may miss one of the most crucial events in his life. She's upset because of how it looks to other people that she doesn't know where he is. She's worried that her friends and family will think that she has a bad marriage and that they'll look down on her.
Talk about screwed priorities.
I hate it when she gets mood swings like this. It's impossible to keep up with them.
What's not helping is that I can feel myself slipping out of the hypo–manic state I've been in since March, and I'm not looking forward to the next little while. Been there, done that, don't want to revisit it. Maybe I'm just tired, but I don't think that's it. I've been tired before, and this is not what it feels like.
Hope work goes by quickly. Don't really feel like spending all day on the phone with irate clients. I may just scream back at them, which would lose me my job.
I'm going to bring the Gazette with me to work and scour it for apartments while I'm there. Distance from MU means fewer mood swings to deal with.
