Which is unlikely of me. I've loved snow since I was about 15. Anything that was frozen or took the form of a crystal fascinated me. Now...lol it's not the case anymore it seems. I'll put this in a nutshell
It's snowing buckets here (Flagstaff, Arizona. You might have seen it on the weather channel). Our truck got stuck in our driveway. Happens at least once every Winter. And now my dad, who should I think by all means at least try to help out, chickens out and goes back in the house to watch Cowboy shows while me and my mom are shoveling the drive way..and the truck is STILL stuck. We have no cat litter or anything to put on the tires to help get it out. We don't even have a snow shovel (Dad's fault cuz he thought we didn't need it. Mom was supposed to go get one once pay day came meaning tomorrow which was...a little late). I'm super PO'd because my dad had the nerve to just walk out on me and my mom like he was the almighty king. Excuse me but, lol, in my house it's my mom who is the king and everyone knows this (Me and brother). And I like it that way. My mom is a kind person and she deserves someone better than my dad. My dad does things like this ALL THE TIME. So...I tell a few people my situation, and the all sided against me saying my dad had the right to treat me and my mom like servants because "he's the dad and works". My dad, mind you, doesn't work. He is on Social Security. Meaning, he doesn't do anything but exist. Not very useful except for money. I hate my dad..I truly do. If it wasn't for him, life would be a lot easier (if I could just get a job and my mom could get a job as well, we wouldn't need him technically)
So yes...my dad has once again not failed to amaze me of how useless he is and how mentally abusive he can be. It just keeps getting better and better
And one other thing that has angered me (but not as much as the above situation), is that my mom is letting me get my name legally changed. Believe me, nothing could make me happier than that. I can finally get rid of Amanda and take on my new name. My mom said we would go pick up the paper work tomorrow at the court house. BUT...since the snow is so merciless over here, we can barely drive anywhere. And it's very hard to get to go anywhere without my dad tagging along and "supervising" everything. I don't think my mom knows how important it is to me to get my name changed. Anyway, with the snow and the chances of getting my dad to NOT come with us while me and my mom are driving are slim, it looks like I'm going to have to wait until Monday. Waiting....Waiting is the thing I'm worst at doing. I have 0 patience when I have to wait for something that means this much to me. When my mom doesn't even seem to care that much
FML...seriously. I don't care if it kills me, I'm getting our truck unstuck. One way or another
