"A common mistake that people make when trying to design something completely fool proof is to underestimate the ingenuinty of complete fools."
*aggressively ignores people having fits upstairs*
I’ve got my iPod playing the Guardians of the Galaxy soundtrack and I’ve retreated to the safety of the basement. My mom can have her pre-travel freak out all by herself. I can’t afford to have any stress before this trip, no matter if it’s my cracked out Aunt getting out of rehab early and doing her best to ruin our lives. I don’t care. My brother is getting married, my birthday is this weekend and I can start to save to move out, so this nonsense is just not worth my time.
*dances around to Jackson 5*
For all of my childhood, my parent’s inability to travel without acting like massive ASSHATS caused me such anxiety I would be sick the entire trip. It took a three week trip around Ireland without them at the age of 26 to break me of that. I can now go on car trips and such without any ill side effects. Except planes. I don’t like planes.
My brother is getting married this weekend. (yes, the day before my birthday…thanks little bro.) Because I love him, and wouldn’t miss it for the world, I’m putting my butt on a plane and going out for the wedding. :) Downside: I’m doing this with my parents of course. So I”m dealing with my mother being a raving lunatic. She even yelled at my boyfriend when he came to get my keys. He ran away as fast as he could, and I don’t blame him.
It’s actually kind of amusing when I really don’t care. She obsessed over lightbulbs for a while today. I guess all the lamps REALLY needed new ones. She thought the car we’re driving up wouldn’t work if she didn’t wash it, or something, because she made a huge fuss out of getting it washed. We are just going to drive it up and park it in long term parking. She really knows how to stress herself out for no reason. Then when we get a call about needing to get the cracked out Aunt’s tv out for her…Mom lost it. I left. Music. Basement. Cat. Happiness.
Now I just need some good luck dealing with her in an airport and on a plane tomorrow. After that, we’ll be around company so she’ll behave. Wish me luck. Now to try and sleep.