just what i expected

Well... lets just put something out on the table. In 9 days, I close on the townhouse. It really can't come any sooner... because, I hate it here at home... just like I knew I would.

Let me tell you the big reason why: I can't do anything right. Nothing.

And I don't understand this... I mean, people outside of my house see me as an accomplished and responsible person, but my parents will always see me as their mindless little boy in need of "good counsel" as my mom always says. I don't know why recently she has started preaching to me about EVERYTHING. It's like every time she gets a chance, she throws in a little life lesson about SOMETHING. I hate it.

Frankly though, I have learned how to deal with it. I really don't listen very attentively... I just let her spill her guts, and then without responding, I walk away. She feels accomplished and I just wasted 10 minutes of my life. It works out great.

I don't know whether this is her getting her last little bit of parenting in, or what, but it's really starting to bug me.

On top of that, the end of this week was horrible. I didn't get my reimbursement check from the state department, so I am about $250 in the black, Kyle's brake job cost $400, last night I got TWO tickets because I didn't have up to date insurance information in my car and I haven't put my new sticker on my license tag yet, and the underwriter for my mortgage loan is being a royal bitch and is not accepting the paper work I went all over God's creation to get last week.

I tell you what... school starting really is going to be RELIEF... being around carefree kids all day long, and at least for this week, not doing anything too constructive. LOL.

I could really use some sweet relief... tonight would be a "lets get trashed and drink our problems away night." But, you must have money for that.

Boo.