Now leave me alone WordPress, I added a title. Now I finally have something to write about. The day after my mom invited my grandfather down to the bar, she said she’d never do it again and told a little bit about it. First Pap Pap told his Pap Pap jokes, but then he really embarrassed my mom, talking about one time when he came home and found someone passed out in the snow in his yard. It was his then son-in-law, my father. Pap Pap had two glasses of wine and he was drunk. She said he was swaying all over the place, and taking her beer and pouring it into his wine glass.

Also, when my mom stopped yesterday she was looking in her purse for something, and noticed all her sleeping pills (which she apparently had a lot of) were gone. So someone had been in her purse and took them. She thinks it’s the guy she’s been staying with in Dormont. Well, that’s what you get when you know someone for only a few months then start staying every night with them. She said she might come home yesterday since she was angry with that person, but I knew she wouldn’t. She’d get angry with Matt, and he’d say all kinds of stuff to her and behind her back, but that never changed anything.

Then when she had stopped home to put the trash out she poured some old wine in the bathroom sink and tried to turn the water on to wash it out. We haven’t had water in either sink, and barely in the tub, for almost a year now. She said she’d forgotten. I’m so glad that she can forget about things like that. But I’m here all day every day, so I don’t have that luxury. I get to stay here without water in this hellhole while she’s out gallivanting every night.

I saw my first ant of the season yesterday. I was sitting at the computer and I turned my head right and there was a little ant crawling on my shoulder. I hope it’s the only one. Last year it was a nightmare, there were ants everywhere. There’s plenty of cracks and holes in this dump for them to come through, so it’s very easy for them and other disgusting bugs to get in. I ended up have to clean all of my bedroom and the kitchen. I can’t go through that again. It’s too much stress and pain. Last time I cleaned I felt so sick. I felt sick to my stomach, I a horrible kind of sick I’d never felt before, and my head was pounding, and I was so dizzy I couldn’t stand. I had to lie down and not move for hours after that. The time before that when the ants were here should have been a warning. I felt bad after then too, though not like the last time, but several different things happen. My legs went out from under me twice. The first time there was a pain in the back of my head, top of my neck, the shot down my spine and then into my right leg. It almost completely took me down. Luckily I caught myself before I hit the stove. The second time I was walking an my right leg went out again. The second type happens to me a couple times a year. For a brief second it’s like my leg no longer works anymore, or isn’t even there, and then it comes back. I’ve always managed to catch myself so far. In that I am a lucky person. I am always walking into things, almost falling or actually falling in the shower, down stairs, or just for no reason. It’s a miracle I haven’t seriously injured myself yet.

I was just about to say something else, but forgot what it was before I typed it, so that’s all for now.