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11:37 a.m. - Tuesday, Mar. 02, 2004 Still don't have any internet service but I guess it's ok because we no longer have a computer, either. The power supply has blown and who knows how long it will be until we can replace it. Today is my day out and God, has it been some bullshit trying to leave the house. Not so much bullshit getting in the way of me going, just L pulling his usual warped shit. So, since Jesse jas learned to roll from her back to her belly... Everyday, I put down a blanket in the floor for her and that is where she plays all day long. So, I'm in the kitchen with L and I happen to look over at Jesse in the livingroom-there's a blanket rolled up beside her and I really don't think anything of it. L says, "You're probably wondering why that blanket is beside Jesse." "I don't really care, but since you brought it up, tell me." "It's so she won't roll over." (She rolls to her left only) Ok, I am pissed. "WHAT????" I go over, get the blanket and throw it on the futon. "What the hell is wrong with you? I get annoyed because I have to get in the floor every 2 seconds to roll her back over (she can't roll to her back yet and she gets agitated when she rolls to her belly)but I CERTAINLY do not try and keep her from doing it! What the hell goes through your head? I swear, you aren't wound very tight!" He never said a word. How dare he try and hinder that! So, the breaks on my car were squeaky and I bought replacement breaks and L took the car to his grandparents so that he, his dad and grandpa could put them on lastnight. (Why it took 3, I don't know) This morning he gets a call from I don't know who but after he gets off the phone, he tells me that the call was to remind him to tell me about the inspection sticker on my car. I have not had my car inspected since November of '03. Yes, I realize that if I get pulled over I am fucked. But I need insurance on my car to get inspected and to buy insurance, there needs to be money. I am so pissed-it is none of anyone's business. I get so sick and tired of them treating us like little kids. L is their flesh and blood and they can talk to him any way they please, but that is where it ends. I am only married into their family and that does not reserve them the right to stick their nose into MY business or to talk to me as if I am a kid. I am seriously thinking of making a special trip to the grandparents to tell them that. Heh. I am so sick of everything, I just want to run away. I don't know who they think they are. It's old. Anyway, I'll be updating everytime I can get to the local library which will most likely be every Tuesday since that is the only day I can really get out of the house. Hope ya'll are having a better time than I am.
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