So, I haven’t blogged much lately and I’ve had so many people who have asked what’s been going on. Nothing. Which is why I haven’t blogged. My life started to get scary normal and I lost the inspiration to write. Well, just when I thought I’d never encounter the craziness again, everything went back to being weird.
Let’s start with the fact that I am currently trapped in my bedroom. We have some family visiting and God bless them, I love them, but I cannot handle being asked one more time in my life “How many boyfriends you got now?” or “Do you have a job yet?” If that makes me a rude family member, then today I’m okay with that. But honestly, I can hear people whistling for my dead dog. My parents explained the dog was dead. I overheard the conversation. Why then are people whistling for her? Exactly…and that’s why I’m not leaving my room.
The reason this is most uncomfortable is because I have to use the bathroom like you would not believe. Two Coke Zeros down and I’m about to explode. I’ve considered jumping out of my window and if it wasn’t for the fact that the hedges haven’t been trimmed, I would’ve already made my escape. I have to leave at 2:00 & I don’t want to get caught in the crossfire, but the way this is currently going, I may have already died by then anyway
I am usually a family oriented person. I love big family gatherings and hanging out with the people who share my DNA, but in this scenario… it’s hard to converse with people you never see, who still think your name is Ashley or who spend an hour talking about how tall you’ve gotten (even though you stopped growing four years ago). Let me clarify, these aren’t those close family members you’ve spent your life with.. they’re the distant ones who make you nervous and paranoid about ever letting your future mate meet them or who still buy you Candyland for a Christmas present. They’re the ones who even though they ask you when you’re bringing home a guy, still think you believe the opposite gender has cooties. It’s all very strange.
Family. Whether they are directing traffic on main street or tugging your cheeks and giving you packs of stale chewing gum; you’re stuck with them.. or in my case; stuck hiding from them.