The Journey

The Week from Hell

Yep, in a way, that's what my week has been.  My parents and sisters went to Mexico for a week, and my grandmother came up to spend this week with me.  Normally, I find this to be great.  I love my grandma, but she can be very overprotective.  And this week was no exception.  Before my mom left, she told my grandma that it was all right for me to go to Kara's house to have some sleepovers and just do little various things with friends.  My grandma let me go just fine, the first night, cause my mom said it was okay.  But the rest of the week, it was like pulling teeth to be able to do anything.  It was so annoying.  I'm 23, not 5.  But she treats me like I am.  My parents treat me with more independence, and my grandma doesn't seem to get that.

And the one thing that gets is her comments about my clothes.  A few days ago, I was wearing these shorts with this tank top, and she said I wasn't appropriately dressed.  I'm like, I wear these clothes all the time.  And nobody has a problem with them.  And I just walked away.  I think she got the point cause she didn't say anything else.  And to top off my stellar week, I found out that my summer class might be canceled cause not enough students are signed up for it.  I sure do need this class to be able to graduate in May.  I don't know what I'll do if it's canceled.  I just hope it's still able to be in session. 

My parents and sisters are coming ome later on today.  Thank goodness.  I miss them so much, and I'm at the point where I want to pull my hair out.  Even the dogs are getting tired of things. 

Deep  cleansing breath.  Okay, rant finished.

Ashley