And it's snowing. It snowed overnight and is still snowing. I feel like Nanook of the North. They're saying snow for the next few hours.
My pet sitter said that the 20th is the latest that she can do because she is having surgery on the 21st. The walls are closing in on me.
Life is sucking like a giant vacuum cleaner.
Mom was complaining that I wasn't putting her first. And she thinks that I'm not getting enough done. I'm too upset to get homework done, that's for sure. I was going to get up early to go to Mom's bank, but none of the branches are open on Saturday. She also asked what I'm going to do if she can't be alone, and I said that I'd call the Home Instead people on Monday.
I feel like I have an impossible task.
I was thinking that maybe I should take out my frustrations on the bathroom, but the sweatshirt to my cleaning sweats arrived, but not the pants. I have to track them down. "Arriving tomorrow". I guess that means that I should just go to bed.