Crying in the Rain

23:04

As of right now, my mother is halfway to Scotland. Or at least almost half way. I'm not sure what time the plane left. She's on her way to negotiate a contract with the lady of the original job offer that she had previously received. Apparently, the Hungarian that was hired ran out, and now she wants my Mom again.

She'll be back by Monday and then it'll be a mad dash for the next couple of months while they get everything sold. I'll get a few things that they don't want to take with them (to avoid weight costs) like a few books and a few heirloom type things ... but everything else will be sold. I believe the car has already been sold to an aunt. I've already refused the big screen TV and the pool. No room for one and we can't afford to fill the other.

Fuck, I'm going to be lonely. She's the only family member that talks to me. My Dad and my brother avoid me at all (or most) costs. Actually, my brother only contacts me when there's something in it for him. Like adding me to his friend list on Facebook. He has no wish to communicate with me. I can't even get him to tell me where he lives or works! Dad? Dad's dead. Haven't talked to him in two years. My Aunts? go through my mother to talk with me. My cousins, get their news through my Aunts.

And I'm going to go insane being alone her with my mother-in-law. I don't wanna go into that right now.

I don't think I want to talk about this anymore.

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