another week of torture? I'd almost rather say f**k it and move on

 


       FRIDAY 1/7/22 4:10PM--I KNEW when I saw "A Freedman"on the Caller ID, I knew I wasn't gonna get the Sonata  tomorrow. Alvijan is worried about snow--I'M NOT, unless it snows again tonight...F**K!!!
       Dianne told me "They don't feel good." I don't exactly know  what that has to do with us picking up the car. *I* think they're having second thoughts--why give it away when you can sell it, right? FFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCKKKKKKK!!! Another week of waiting? That's total, absolutely pure unadulterated torture. Surely I must have done something for the Universe to punish me like this. But how do I know not to do it again, if I don't know what I did in the first place?
5:39PM--I asked Dianne, "Couldn't you have pushed back a little?" She might not know this, but I DID hear her push back a teeny tiny bit, apparently to no avail. Of course they could call tomorrow, with news that they're "feeling better", but I'm not holding my breath.
   Suddenly every minute feels like an hour. Next Saturday feels like next Month. I don't wanna grow anymore sour grapes, but I guess it didn't EVEN occur to Alvijan that I was itching for Dianne to  take possesion of the Sonata, and to cancel at the last minute is cruel. Oh well...same as it usually is...
6:25PM--Naturally I don't feel like eating, exept to ease my disappointment--and of course no matter how much I eat, I'm likely to continue to be disappointed.
9:46PM--wouldn't it be nice if we went to Riderwood on SUNDAY? Has THAT occured to anybody other than ME? 
SATURDAY 1/8/22 10:15AM--I'm echo-ing what Dianne has said in the past about her parents--they don't think about anyone but themselves. If they thought about me, for instance, surely it would occur to them that I'm superexcited/anxious at the thought of getting the Sonata. And I'm supergrateful--I can't prove that, they'll just have to take my word for it.VERY frustrating...
6:44PM--Pointless though it may be, I'm hoping Alvijan will invite us to Riderwood tomorrow. The latest weather predictions for Sunday, on the other hand, look quite grim.
10:48AM--The nasty weather hasn't arrived yet; if it's going to at all. I've heard nothing from Alvijan. Dianne says "get over it"...I'M still hoping to hear from them--it's not yet 11AM.
11:25AM--I just don't get it; surely they don't need the car today...Dianne and I aren't doing anything, as far as I know...I THINK it's as simple as: we go to Riderwood, Alvin gives me the key and that's it. We'll do the paperwork at the DMV on the 29th. I feel like I'm being tortured. I don't EVEN get it. I guess it could be some weird "control" thing; *I* don't understand it. It just seems cruel to me. I don't think *I* could do that to anybody.
5:55PM- still doing a slow burn over the Riderwood failure…I think it’s gonna be a long week.

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