More Room Changes
Back to work training today and there was just the right amount of snow to not make me unhappy because of bad memories from when I was 12 and my Mum was at work early and I had to get the bus to school on my own but the radio didn't warn me in time that school was closed so I got there and had a meltdown and Mum had to come out of work to get me and then she decided I wouldn't be at school the next day but it turned out school was open again (which made no sense because it was a Friday and what was the point of closing on Thursday and opening on Friday when you just had the weekend coming up anyway?) and I missed out on my favourite classes and missed out on the one time a teacher promised to give us chocolates and she didn't even save one for me (and this was a big deal for me at the time because I was freaking 12 and didn't get to eat chocolate that often!) and I missed out on an attendance award many weeks later because of that ONE DAY and I don't think I'll ever forgive my Mum for it. To make things worse, I had to put up with my siblings and current stepfather at the time so I couldn't even enjoy a without school. I guess the ways to satisfy me over this would be to 1: Have that teacher give me a chocolate and 2: Have the school apologise for their attendance system and say that it was the fault of both their poor communication and my Mum and not my fault at all (because it wasn't!) and 3: Have Mum apologise to both me and the school and explain why she did what she did. But it's been 17 years. I just have trouble letting go.
Anyway, I took these 3 pictures on my way to work training today, and then my camera decided the battery needed charging. I can never tell when that's about to happen, it always says it's full right up until it's not.
Then when I got home, I had to help my Dad move a load of stuff around. And I mean a load of stuff. We've had to move the sofas and stand them up and lean them against the shelves, we've had to unplug the TV and the speakers and I'm not even going to ask my Dad how we're going to get them set up again, I'll leave it as a "We'll cross that bridge when we get to it" thing as my Mum would say. I had to be the strong one for a change, staying calm and helping however I could just so he wouldn't get even more stressed over it than he already was.
It'll probably be over a week now before we can get things back to roughly how they were. Again, I'm not going to talk about how, I'll just wait until the time comes.