Twists of Fate

- Working 18 hours in 24 is exhausting.
- Working that hard for people who don’t even bother coming to the launch meeting is crushing.
- I shouldn’t watch shows streamed from network sites because while the networks make money off it, the writers do not.
- My Cancerian self is alarmed by the fact that there is half of a roll of TP on the thing and only one on the shelf. This is…alarming.
- Two weeks since the last grocery shopping trip means that there are a dearth of good eats in the house.
- I am out of chocolate. See above.
- I can’t handle my family AND a dozen children under the age of six and their parents who are intent on making small talk, all in the same room.
- It’s still all about my sister.
- My nephew is fairly poorly behaved.

I love many people, but the Thanksgiving holiday is going to be all about me this year. Me and my pillow, my couch which is to be delivered on Friday, and a (new!) basket full of knitting. And a stack of knitting books. And maybe some hot cocoa from a really good place. And some cider. And maybe a new small crock pot in which I will make tasty warm soup-like things with MEAT in them, dammit, because I spent a weekend having all my restaurant choices shot down by the vegan in the family and I’m sick of being dictated to.

And, also, I know my ass is fat, kthxbye. I really don’t need my family to point that out to me.

Four day weekend. Come sooner. Momma needs a sanity break, STAT.