It's half-past eleven in the morning, and I forgot it was Christmas Day. What's wrong with me? In my adult life, holidays are pretty much non-existent. Sometimes I hate being an adult because you lose the magic and joy of Christmas you felt as a child.
But in my silent prayers, I still praise the birth of Jesus Christ, who is the King of all Kings, bring happiness and peace -- the REAL reason why everyone should celebrate Christmas. Then again, we're living in a world full Satanists (who are trying like Hell to annihilate Christmas), agnostics, and atheists.
Plus, we didn't put up a Christmas tree, just the nativity scene because those irresponsible carpenters have been remodeling our bathroom for three months. They say they were going to complete it in a week in a half. Bullshit.
My parents are going through a rough time this year. Especially, my mother.
Out of blue, my father quit his job as the manager of Energy Northwest he had been working for 33 years. However, he planned on quitting his job a year ago. Since then my mother has been upset and angry, self-medicating with vodka. When my parents went grocery shopping for a tiny holiday feast, Dad told Mom not to buy some ham or roast beef because they are too pricey. Get it? Because he QUIT his job.
Now Mom wants nothing to do my Dad and plans on leaving him. I'm not buying it because she's a drunk. If that really happened, I would be relieved because I don't have to put up with her bellyaching about how inconsiderate her husband is and how much her legs and lower back hurt for MONTHS. But yes, I was shocked when my own father quit his job.
After telling my mother that I'm fed up with her whining, she's MAD at me for not taking her side. She told me after all my money is spent, I need to look for a job since she believes we're going be poor. I've been job hunting a few times but found NO luck.
I'm like a twelve-year-old girl trapped in a full-grown woman's body. Mom's once said that she's trying to protect me. I beg to differ, she is simply holding me back, just like most of the people whom I hold grudges against.
I'm furious with my sisters who aren't coming for the holidays this year. They care about their friends that's just it. I guess water is thicker than blood.