A Good Day

How often do I get to write that lately? Saturday really got away from me, I keep sleeping and waking up to find I missed a big chunk of my day. Maybe we really do have the carbon monoxide down here.

My sister and M2 left early on Sunday but not before they left me a box of Mayan drinking chocolate. Yum Yum Yummy! It's a good thing because we ran out of coffee so now at least I can still drink something. After they left I had a minor scuffle with mom over small things including whether I made sure my friends would be coming to the back door and not the front.

The girls showed up and instead of two of them there was three! hooray! Three friends, K, M3, and S13 will be their Military like code names. They came bearing a super big real birthday cake with balloons on it for M. The perfect cake! They also brought gifts, snacks and drinks. It was like the party mobile stopped by. We had a blast making fun of my mom. You can't imagine how nice it was to be able to vent with people who agree with me and know we have to get out too. They said they have been trying to reach me by phone for some time now. My parents live so stupidly far from everyone, I probably won't get to see the girls again for awhile. Takes K 1 hour to get here, M3 2 hours and S13 3 hours. argh the knock knock door brb. I am being forced to go outside for my daily constitutional.

Allright, I am back, it's quite a few hours later and I did have another coma moment for a couple hours, what the heck is going on with me? Sleep is a symptom of depression, is that what this is? or is it more sinister? Why are all 3 of us sleeping so much? With the basement all closed in for the winter and the heat on, should I worry? (more than I already do)

My mom came back from the hospital and handed me a plastic toy whistle and said that this was a replacement for the flute she got for her birthday. What I didn't mention in my Friday blog was that my sister got M a beautiful wooden flute and M went nuts! She loves music so much. Music and Dance are such an integral part of who she is. I think that is why she feel in love with Hawaii so badly. There is so much of dance and music available everywhere you go. M played the flute for a long time and of course, she doesn't know how and it was more pure noise than anything else but I didn't care. She was happy and enjoying herself. Someday she will learn to play it right but that isn't important right now. It's her feeling and expression. The grinch who stole birthdays and happiness took it away from her and locked it up. She said it's too noisy and she can't have it again until the spring and then she will be able to play it only outdoors. M cried and said her "music was gone" My mom is out to take away childhood happiness from yet another kid. She is like an evil witch in a book.

M3 had suggested trying phone sex for a job. I actually mulled it over as a possible option except for the fact that we would have to get a cell phone and there is no reception in the basement and it would be a conversation like "oh baby oh baby oh...shoot..lost the signal again" and T would have a fit if I did lol. The part time job people were supposed to call me today but they didn't. Looks like I blew it. This place is so annoyingly remote, it might as well be the Sahara. Though I could probably tend goats in the Sahara or search for buried treasure. You would think there should be something online I could do. I tried doing the surveys for money option and it took me about a month to earn 10 dollars. I will keep thinking, oh hey maybe a sleep research team can come find me and figure out why I am sleeping so much. I could be a guinea pig. I am so damn wimpy, why can't I walk farther?

Can someone tell my mom to be quiet up there? It's like a herd of elephants stomping around and M is trying to take a nap.