I’m sick with this nasty, viscious cold, I ache all over, I look like a total hag, I can hardly breath, I can’t sleep and my ears hurt.
But that’s not the worst of it. I haven’t been able to use my own shower since fucking Monday. (I had a quick shower yesterday at my grandparents’).
You see, we had to have a new tub and shower liner put in. No big deal, right? Only ONE or MAYBE two days, and we’d be fine? Right?
Hell fucking shit. There are leaking pipes. For some reason, my mother discovered last night, the water is always running-although all faucets and all are TURNED OFF tightly. Worse, it’s hot water-just enough of a trickle that the hot water tank is able to make it steaming hot. So to avoid the tub backing up, to avoid the tank overheating or something-don’t ask me, I don’t know all the details!-we have no water. It has to be turned off.
I can’t have a fucking cup of tea, a bowl of soup. I can’t even wash my frigging hands, or take a fucking piss. We are almost out of Kleenex, my cats are all shut up. And I have had about ten hours of sleep in the last 24 hours. And my mother was giving me shit this morning about why I wanted to wait to clean up my room (dust, vaccume, that sort of thing). Or why I haven’t even started on my resume, with the tips I got from my meeting on Monday.
I stand up and I’m fucking DIZZY. No, I’m not THAT sick. But it’s been mass chaos for the past three damn days!
She calmed down-it was early, we’re all in shitty moods.
But dammit, I can’t even take a shower in my own tub! Or a hot steaming bath or something to open my sinuses.
FUCK FUCK FUCK!