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Yesterday was Thanksgiving and everyone behaved themselves. Pretty sad when that’s the highlight instead of the norm. But with certain members of my family, you never know. Despite being a little touch-and-go at the beginning (it being the usual suspect) everything turned out lovely.
Re: the usual suspect, I just don’t get it. You don’t have to be around anyone. You can just sit by yourself and be miserable in your own little world. Your little snide comments and teenager-against-the-world attitude despite being in your 50’s don’t help a damn thing. Or, you can come around, behave yourself for a few hours and leave.
Or, mainly, you could just grow up. Build a fucking bridge and get over it. Why you’re still holding 30-year-old one-sided grudges we’ll never know. But, whatever, that’s your miserable little life. Have fun.
Speaking of fun, I may have to take a nap before today’s round of Thanksgiving festivities. Today, it’s the part of the family I like. Who like each other. ha ha! Even though that miserable being will be here, it’ll be fun. Seems to be easier to ignore it in this house. Even though, inevitably I’ll get a phone call or text, or be pulled aside during said festivities, so she can point out how utterly miserable she is, no one’s paying attention to me, so-and-so is being a jerk, etc, etc, ad nauseum.
So, miserable little thing, you’re not technically a part of this family anymore, so really we don’t have to invite you anywhere. I mean, really, if you want to get down to it. Suck it up, enjoy your day. Be thankful we still want you around after that one Christmas. (Oopsie!)
Anyway, I’ve already cleaned the bathroom, straightened up, and started a load of laundry. I need to finish making a pumpkin pie and that’s about it, really. Maybe squeeze in that nap, of course. :)