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[bzarcher]

Well, that's done.

Parents called. Spoke to them. They agreed that Alison's really been out of line. This is not what I agreed to help out with, and they're really not happy that she's been abusing my willingness to help.

My help will be going away, once they get home. At least for awhile.

Alison and I talked a bit when she noticed I was 'frustrated.' She agreed that this was 'Not how I planned to do things this week.' From how she said it, it sounds like she still intended NOT to stick to what we agreed to (I'd be picking her up right after I got off work, at one consistant place...) but that she didn't neccesarily intend delaying pickups and the pickup locations 2 or 3 times a night.

Hm.

Because I poured a good bit of said frustration into driving, we did about 80 the whole way back, and managed to get to the house before the ER closed. I consented to taking the cat up there, since she was still worried about Brando.

Guess what? It's allergies. She's not critical at all, or at risk. Totally stabilized and the eye even looks better.

Funny, that.

They arranged for Alison to come up and get Brando a cortisone shot tomorrow.

Bleah.

26 hours, 41 minutes.

I vacuumed the downstairs when I got home, then my room. Need to change my bedlinens.

I was originally (back before it all went to hell) planning to do something nice for Alison and take her out to dinner tomorrow before I went to meet Lisa's plane.

Right now, I may just come home, clean the house some more.

We'll see.

Comments

[spoonybardol.livejournal.com]

Man... you got the patience of a Saint, y'know.

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

Oh, bullshit. You as well as anyone know I'm a foul tempered bastard.

[aleksandra1183.livejournal.com]

I wish I had a brother willing to do half of that for me. Feh. My brother would have laughed at me. In fact, my Mum called me screaming one night to get home so he could use the car, I sped home and got a speeding ticket, he took the car and got stoned. Luckily, I got the ticket fixed. My brother's 24 by the way, I'm 21. Yeah. He doesn't even live at home. But seriously, I hope she appreciates what you are doing, I know I would. It's very nice.

[xaxxa.livejournal.com]

If you're a foul-tempered bastard, I am one vile son of a bitch.

Seriously. I've gone off full-tilt on my elder sisters for less. You showed paitience I wish I had. My advice? Clean the house, set some mood stuff up, and get a nice bottle on ice.

*adjusts devil horns* You know the rest, boyo.

[silentsteel.livejournal.com]

*HUG*

I'd say screw it, and just head home. She's majorly abused the help you offered, not even consulted you on changes, and maybe not intentionally on her part, she really deserves to pay the consequences. :P

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

I may. It's gonna really depend on how she acts tonight, and how I'm feeling!

I think the house is pretty much OK.

Pretty much.

Clean sheets on the bed, anyhow, and all the floors vacuumed. I just wish I had time to mop the kitchen, but I think that's just asking for trouble.

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

I just rail here instead of in her face. A bit passive-agressive, but it helps.

As to the rest...*grins* It's somewhat coincidental, but our favorite pub actually happens to be on our way back, and their kitchen doesn't close until late...

[bzarcher.livejournal.com]

*shrugs* It needed done. Really, that's how I looked at most of this. I just wish she hadn't taken what I agreed to and abused it.