getting this off my chest.
I swear, there's something wrong with my sister.
She literally is causing fights between us, because of her inability to listen, or else, she is simply not paying attention. I'm hoping that there is some medical reason why this is happening, because then I can attribute it all to that, and not simply bad manners.
We were talking, at the top of our bloody lungs, about why I didn't come over to her house this morning to get her to drive Kole to school. (We live next door to each other.) Firstly, we made no such arrangements, which she insisted, at the top of her bloody lungs, that we did. Secondly, before we were about to leave in the morning, we did drop by their place, and they weren't even up. This was at 8:30am) Which, she said, wouldn't have stopped me before, although, I do know that if I had woken her up, she would have gone ballistic. So, then end result is that Kole and I simply left them alone, and we took the bus instead. So on the phone, she then asks me about my day, what my plans were, and why I wasn't at work. I told her the night before that I was calling in sick, as I had dental surgery late yesterday afternoon. She swore up and down, that I did no such thing. But of course, why wouldn't I have woken her up if I was going to work? I would have had to be there at 6:00am in the bloody morning, not after 8:30 am!!!!
So, I end the call, telling her that I would call back, once we had both calmed down. And so I do, about at half an hour later. This time, I tell her about how Kole's school was only having a morning production for their 50th anniversary, and that they were canceling the evening show. Which was good, because Kole has a night game tonight. So what happens then, is another discussion held at the top of our bloody lungs, about how nobody tells her anything, about how she knows nothing about Kole's production even though she's been singing two rehearsed songs for the past 3 weeks incessantly. And was I going to go to Skylar's first baseball game with them tonight? Well, what time? I asked. She said that it was at 6:00. I said that I couldn't go, and that Kole had her own damned game at 6:00pm, which we just discussed, at the top of our bloody lungs not 2 minutes ago.
And so it goes... continually, non-stop until I am left bloody ranting on and on in my Joeuser blog, because I am so bloody incensed. Yeah, I've got a nasty temper, but look at why....