Another party, more people. More loneliness, more boredom. It feels like I’m coming down with a strept throat or something like that. My eyes are closing, my throat is killing me. No one cares, I don’t dare say cuz no one would care. I really need to learn not to care either. I think I’m almost there. It seems like people only care about themselves. Or is it that they just don’t care about me. Do they really judge me or I just feel judged? If all they think about is themselves. Everyone is dressed up, no exceptions. People are eating, I’m not cuz I’m on a diet, as usual. I really need to lose my weight. Quickly!!

So let me begin with describing the situation that is happening in front of my eyes. It actually started yesterday, we (me and my husband) had a party in Brooklyn and we have one tonight as well. We live upstate, so we decided to sleep over and stay for today. So my in-laws can’t know that because they’ll want us to be here earlier and they’ll have a lot more complaints. They’re just good at that. So everything is a secret. They were so thankful that we came early because they don’t know what that means around here. It’s 9:10 PM and the food just started being cooked. It’s my sister-in-law’s fiancés birthday. The party was called for 8 PM, we got here like 7:30 and she was in middle of wrapping the gift she got for her fiancé. My mother-in-law just started meal planning. She’s getting very nervous because nothing is ready. My father-in-law sat down next to me since I’m the only one sitting at the table. I’m about to cry. Bye.

Cheers, to dysfunctional families and horrible company. Sending much love your way! I too, am sitting trying to pretend I’m busy at my in-laws. I never seem to have what to say or do here. My existence feels unwelcome on this earth. Therefore, I decided I’ll weite random family happenings and my thoughts. That way I have company. You can add your comments at the bottom and we can have a conversation. Let’s call it a misery party. Cuz we all need to complain sometimes. So here’s to a start of pretending to be the busy boss lady that I am! 

Thanks for joining me!

Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton