My camera is on it's charger. I plan on taking as many pictures as I can remember to. I often take my camera and my intention is to get lots of pictures, then either forget I have it or don't see anything I want to remember or just get caught up in the moment and don't grab the dang camera. I am hoping to get some good ones today.
I am a little miffed by a decision I had to make. Or rather a decision that was made by someone else that I have to live with. I didn't know how to go about making a choice, and let it go too long, so said choice was made by someone else. Both YD and MD were invited to the wedding. OD was invited as well, but there's no controversy surrounding her. Both YD and MD want to go to the wedding. I weaseled out of saying anything to anybody, because to be honest, I am just plain sick and tired of all that has gone before, and this was just one more thing where, I, as the mother, would be the one to suffer, no matter who went and who stayed away. They cannot be within 100 yards of each other, legally. MD wants to play the victim role out to it's fullest, so tells me at every chance how I am so wrong in taking YD's side when it's MD who is the victim here. OH hell, let's be up front and honest I AM THE FREAKIN' VICTIM here!
MD announced she is going to the wedding and I really do not want to spend the time with her. At this point, I feel like she's a cheese grater on my nerves. I don't get to spend enough time with my other daughter and so would rather have her go with me. But MD announced that she was going and I don't have the energy to argue with her, because that means I have to listen to how I hate her and why do I hate her and why do I always treat her so bad and all that crap. Frankly, at different moments I feel like, Oh hell I am not even going to go to the wedding. Is it no wonder why I am having bouts of elongated time with the comode this morning? Except that I love these girls that are getting married and I want to watch them move forward into the next faze (sp?) of their lives together. So there's a note on the dry erase board this morning to wake up MD, cause she wants to go to the wedding. Crap! First thing this morning, I am reminded...
Then there was the conversation with YD last night, who is already having a hard enough time paying for her sins against her cheese grater sister. She is being shuffled around on a weekly basis, trying to find places to stay until we go to her court date and have the judge tell her she can come home again. Of course with a "no harrassment" clause. She thinks she can't do that, cause well, MD causes people to WANT to harrass her! I had to tell YD last night that MD is insisting on going to the wedding and so therefore, YD can't go. She said with a sigh, "Fine then, I just don't get to go". That broke my heart. She needs a little cheering up and needs to get away from the daily struggle she has been living lately. She needs a vacation like I do.
Speaking of which, we can't go to our lake, because I just don't have the funds to do it. It would only be the gas money and some groceries, but it just ain't happening.
I had taken tomorrow off work, but I am going in anyway. I need the money. I am not going away for the three days I would have off in a row, so there's no need to sit around the house moping. I am off on Monday and Tuesday anyway, so I'll rest then. Or tear into another closet and kill some more clutter. Maybe I'll have some nice pictures to post!