So Much Chaos... in Hello

Everything is coming to a head.

I want off this ride called Last fe.

Blah.... it’s like…fuck I don’t know how much longer later I started writing this. So instead of multiple texts here…

Poetic Justice tasted so sweet today.
Oh it got me excited
I barged in to Mom’s room carrying two suitcases filled with…

4 shirts
4 pair jeans
1 fuzzy jammies
2 pair fuzzy socks
(She already has underwear.)
1 pair house shoes
1 Butterflies advanced coloring book
2 containers of native pencils 😛
1 Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix hardback, dust cover missing
3 Big Book of’s
1 Divergent, paperback
1 phone charger/cord
1 salt shaker container, unopened
1 pepper shaker container, unopened
Uh…don’t judge me…

I’m serious…

A ziplock baggie that looks like cocaine, of sugar

She asked!

SIL scolded me (I took it back!)

Blah blah blah....anywho, all that into the room and BOOM!

Eldest brother, SIL and her physical therapist.

Like a Bob Barker in his prime I went and showed off all I had managed to pack nicely in one small and one medium sized suitcase.

takes a bow
cue the music

And that’s when the guy who has felt like the biggest screw up in the world upstaged everyone by covering everything by even remembering to bring the mail, too.

I have come a LONG way and in that feeling of self-righteousness, a big fuck you smile came across my face as the PT beamed at my preparedness.

Not hard, I’ve packed for rehab.

🤷‍♂️

Day shift is on hand.

I left when the PT came in to watch her change close unassisted and they’re getting her a raised toilet seat. The biggest weight is off my should now.

And I live at the MOST a ten minute drive. Say…a smoke or two. Depends if ya smoke fast or not.

Or know someone who has.

So, finally.

Taken care of!

I leave the facility a new man only to be treated by rain clouds.

So instead of going outside to beat the shit out of the dirt with a shovel and my booted heel I’m brain dumping on Prosebox.

What up fam?

How’s your Saturday afternoon going?

(Vindictiveness or a massive head injury will be my downfall.)

Easy tiger!

I’m making fajitas tonight.

Y’all come eat.
We’ll all go see ma around seven or eight.

“Hey! Meet my friends!”
🤟😉

7:09 PM

Ho boy that grilled chicken was DEEE-LICIOUS!
Finished Divergent. Not bad. I’ve got the two sequels. I’m torn between getting up at six tomorrow morning and cleaning or…sleeping in and reading comics all day.

I have stuff that NEEDS to be cleaned…

I’ve been laying out food surrounded by boric acid for the roaches to get into. Now that mom isn’t here to secretly put our cat food in the middle of the night I can properly do this.

Take up the wet food, drop a little piece or two of food in a corner where the cats can’t get to them, a few sprinkles of the powder.

Turn off the lights and wait.
Time.
All it takes.
Once night falls they’ll swarm.

Found another nest. This time closer to the living room. I’ll get up at some point and clean.

But not at six.

Screw that.

I’m going to clean up my dinner mess then go see her.

Lata y’all
🤟🤠