nova_myth | I'm Baccckkk.... for tonight anyways.

It took them FOUR days to build a shed that came in a box, they finished it yesterday but didn't show or move any of their shit. Tomorrow at 9am I meeting with my god father and his girlfriend who are helping me move. Its gonna take about an half an hour atleast just moving shit out of the way and into the front yard to get to my stuff. I'm nervous about the aunt showing her ass while they're here or after we get the stuff out and to my grandma's. I'm estimating its gonna take us three hours from when we start moving shit around before we'll have the truck loaded with my things. If they don't show by the time we leave for grandma's I'm not taking it for chance either way, I'm putting the dogs in my car and taking them with us. I'll stay at grandma's untill late to avoid them. If they don't show, for some bizzare reason, I'll just pack a quick overnight bag and spend another night at grandma's. This should end come Sunday evening. Schools start again and I'll only have to worry for the following weekend, the bitch aunt most likely won't make the hour plus here after work.

My time at my grandmother's house was extremely dull, dealing with what I was facing. I read the first three books of the Twlight saga from start to finish, I'm working on the final book now, and cracked a few short stories in a Star Trek Analog. I'm tired, and the dogs are glad to be back in their own beds. Did my laundry once I found out why the washer wouldn't work, the stupid thing was unplug but I couldn't see it behind the mass of cobwebs, yeck. The first three days my dogs hardly touched any food, the finally started eating full meals yesterday.

So right now I'm uneasy. My ears have been doing their funky noises and louder than normal, so blocking it out as been expectionally hard. I'm feeling overwhelmed from what I'm facing with the landlord, this shit of a move, and trying to convince my uncle in the upcoming days. I'm not even uncluding my school or work into my anxiety equation.

I don't know how many more days I can go before I crack in one way or another. My uncle returned from his trip Thursday morning, early about 1am. He went to work that same day about noon and won't have a day off till Sunday. So I'm stuck waiting till he's not a grumpy pissed off man from jet lag and lack of proper rest. -sighs- Even with all my relatives behind me in moving into my grandmother's house I am truelly terrified he'll say no.