Oh, crap, I have to wait until morning to get my phone off the floor now. I had a damn meltdown about it over the phone/iPad airwaves with Jackie on the other end because I need my phone off the floor. Instead of Jackie helping me through this meltdown, I get told I will be fine and she was asleep and resting because she has had a headache for two days! Well, fuck her headache in my opinion, and thanks for not helping me calm down, bitch was my thought at that moment! I was not thinking about your headache as I was having my meltdown. Thank you for not telling me until now about your headache. You didn’t help me and I am at a total loss of trust now.
Yeah, my meltdown may have ended hours ago now, but the feeling of trust has been misplaced again that talking to my did not happen because talking on the speaker phone can’t happen anymore because she can’t hear very well. Yeah, she has lost her hearing a little bit at 80 years old. I wanted to talk to her but I can’t because my phone is on the bedroom floor until Deb gets here about 8 AM—shucks! Oh well! I am not in the best of moods today, and I needed to talk to my mom about it badly. Ugh! Not my day today! Ugh!