Sunday Broke

     By the way I didn't do a spell check of the previous blog.

     I think I've told you of one of my greatest joys and pleasures no?  It is my online video game.  I'm at it the most late at night before bed or in the wee hours before work or starting weekends.  U.O. it is called.  I've been at it for years.

     Started playing well let's say this century was just a wee pup.  It was a lot of fun, had a lot of friends.  It also helped me a lot.  Mom was going through her battle with cancer, I'd moved back home and changed my life.  So basically I'd sit here play, and be close by if and when she needed me.  I played the game even after she died.

     The version of my life shortly thereafter is one, well if you've been a reader I guess you've gleamed all the information.  If not I'm not going back into it just for you.  If I've even said anything, but I'm sure I have.  Anyway.

     I had an email that my credit card had been declined.  Huh?  This happened once before so I decided to let it go and it should correct itself.

     It's 7 in the morning right now as I type this.  Having a difficult time keeping the exact time line straight.  An hour to go before breakfast and starting this day.  I need more coffee?  Maybe.

     Alright think I'm back.  Did not go to mass on Saturday as it was Palm Sunday.  My brother in law is what people call an A. & P. Catholic.  So we made the 7:30 mass Sunday morning.  Probably another reason I wasn't so concerned with my game not being available.  The other account was still open after all.

     Did the bakery run.  The shopping list.  My sister wasn't going but was in full bitch mode.  Putting things on, nastily saying not to forget this or that.  It is best in that case for me to keep my mouth shut.  A few times she asked if I had a problem with the list.  Of course I did.  But remained silent. 

     Shopping consists of 2 supermarkets.  This pretty much tires my brother in law out.  All he can manage afterwards is doing a few little errands, finishing laundry, and oh yes, drinking beer.

     It was off to the lounge.  My sister and I had some words.  Told her what we were unable to get.  She would retort but it was on the list.  I told her if it's not there it's not there.  So damned annoying.

     Relaxing at the lounge, my phone rang.  It was her...ugh.
"Oh brother dear we need to talk" she said in her sarcastic sing song voice.

     I don't remember all the details, but pretty much ruined my mellow.  I waited a few hours then went home.

     The storm of bitchiness was just about over.  A lot of complaining and such.  Not worth the time.  And unfortunately on the bright Sunny Saturday morning, they're all ready starting to piss me off.  This is it for now.  Maybe another entry after they leave.