March Madness

This has been one of the most crazy months ever.

Starting on the 1st, dad leaves mom and doesn't have the guts to tell her. He expected me to do that too. What a wonderful birthday present to give your wife of 56 years.

The 3rd she decides she will need to move to assisted living but will wait till after the baby shower on the 12th.

I go to start helping her pack on the 5th only to find out she wants to move immediately. The shower gets changed to the 19th.

I spend the next 10 days running back and forth moving her in and getting things for her crackerbox of a home. On the 9th Danielle sends me an email via Danny about how someone shared with her my facebook exchanges with Chris regarding a conversation she and I had, and she forwarded them to both her teenagers and my brother. WTF? She is so delusional when she is drunk. It was my last straw and I called and confronted her. It ended with her hanging up on me and I called back and left a message about how rude that was.

On the 14th I get an email from Angela stating she deleted me because of all the nasty facebook posts about our family. Never mind not one of them was from me, I get retaliated against again.

March 15th I feel I need to deactivate facebook because of so much hate from my supposed family.

Danny goes over on the 16th to pick her up and bring her to our house for our birthday party at the casino. The party is okay but much of a blur since I'm so exhausted.

Happy 49th to me on the 17th. NOT!!! Started the day with a text from my oldest brother so I'm hopeful. Chris calls to talk to mom and then realizes its my bday and does remember to wish my a happy day. Breakfast out at 10 with mom, Jake & Danny before Jake goes off for his 16 hour day at work. Didn't get back home until 6:30. Joey got fed up and went to a friends house and wasn't accepting my calls. Calls from a couple friends wondering what happened to my facebook account. Unfortunately, my own father didn't see fit to call me on my birthday. How sad is that. After his sob story about how he didn't want to lose his only daughter back in October. What a crock of shit.

Spent the 18th making diaper cakes for the shower and trying like crazy to get everything done. Took mom home at 9pm and had to spend $110 on a motel since my family has all disowned me and mom can't have overnight guests.

Shower was a complete bomb in my eyes. Told there would be 60 - 70 people. Maybe 20 total showed up throughout the whole thing. Too much money wasted. Mentally and physically exhausted only to receive a call on my 2 hour drive back home that the alarm at home was going off and the master bedroom window was broke into. Thankfully it appears to be a false alarm as nothing was broken and nothing is missing.

Today I have a horrid headache and just want to sleep. I'm depressed and exhausted. I'm eating like a maniac trying to drown my sadness with food. Wish I didn't destroy myself like this every time. I'm the only one who suffers when I do this. Wish I could stop feeling sorry for myself and get skinny for a change.

Tomorrow it's back to work and more stress. April better be better!