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Mar. 15th, 2008 04:52 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tygatiI'm going crazy. I'm starting to feel trapped in my own house. Mikey and I can't seem to talk about anything anymore without one of us getting upset and him either storming off or giving me the silent treatment. He's become particularly fond of the silent treatment.
Excuse me if I'm a little rattled right now, but my brother's apparently wanting to move to North Dakota which leaves Mom in the awkward position of figuring out how to deal with the family home from afar or selling it. I spent twenty years in that house. I'm a little upset.
We can't talk about work anymore, because he has no interest in mine, and I'm apparently not allowed to make Walmart-is-stupid comments anymore. Just because he fucking likes his position now doesn't mean he wasn't as miserable as the rest of us before. Walmart likes to screw its employees over, and I'm sorry if he takes offense to me saying so. I'm also tired of his comments when I try to tell him that someone gave me kudos, because apparently kudos aren't good enough if they don't come with monetary value. I'm sorry, but there are more important things in life than money and what you spend it on.
At this point I'm half tempted to take Ken up on his offer and move to Pennsylvania, despite that city creeping me out with its busy-ness. x.x But I don't want to leave my job, because I'm really happy there. I just wish it wasn't the only happy I have anymore.
I really wish I had someone to talk to...
Excuse me while I go drown my sorrows in chocolate.
Excuse me if I'm a little rattled right now, but my brother's apparently wanting to move to North Dakota which leaves Mom in the awkward position of figuring out how to deal with the family home from afar or selling it. I spent twenty years in that house. I'm a little upset.
We can't talk about work anymore, because he has no interest in mine, and I'm apparently not allowed to make Walmart-is-stupid comments anymore. Just because he fucking likes his position now doesn't mean he wasn't as miserable as the rest of us before. Walmart likes to screw its employees over, and I'm sorry if he takes offense to me saying so. I'm also tired of his comments when I try to tell him that someone gave me kudos, because apparently kudos aren't good enough if they don't come with monetary value. I'm sorry, but there are more important things in life than money and what you spend it on.
At this point I'm half tempted to take Ken up on his offer and move to Pennsylvania, despite that city creeping me out with its busy-ness. x.x But I don't want to leave my job, because I'm really happy there. I just wish it wasn't the only happy I have anymore.
I really wish I had someone to talk to...
Excuse me while I go drown my sorrows in chocolate.