I want to go home now. I am done with the whole family thing. I have seen enough people and made enough small talk I need to go. What do you mean 9 more days? Um, no. Ugh. I wish I had a choice. I would be happy to go home right now. See my cats, see my bed.
Yesterday I got up at 4 and I worked like mad. I was the only one up until at least 9 and man did I earn my time off. I got all of the remaining demos done, I got everything uploaded, and I was done by 10am. Bam. I am now free the rest of the week. I am good to go.
B's grandparents had some people come over. Yes, it's the midwest at holiday with old people. They all just get together and fucking socialize constantly. We sat here smiling politely and then finally just bailed. B needed to get a card and a couple of last minute gifts. We then met her friend for dinner at a BJs kind of place. Imagine if BJs wasn't a chain. More homey but still 100 different beers, that kind of place. It wasn't bad.
We stopped at her mother's for some more socializing then got back here around 7:30. I decided I needed ice cream (truth - I needed out of this fucking house and to be alone for a while) and went to the store. Got back, hung out, read, and went to bed at 11.
Managed to sleep in until 7 again. I think it's really just the time difference and not some improvement in my schedule.
EDIT - The big thing we did yesterday was sign B up for insurance. $230 a month but at least now she is covered. I am making her go to the damn doctor every month to make sure we get our money's worth. Or I don't know, she could get a job and make $250 a month...
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