An unfortunately eventful day. I always used to say spring was cursed, because that’s when the most of the bad things in my life happened, then summer replaced that. I wouldn’t quite say it’s up to curse level again yet, but it’s definitely a start. A cousin told Cynthia that my grandfather was in the hospital after falling down. I saw Pap Pap when my mom dragged me to the library near him to do her taxes. He didn’t look too good, even for his age, and he said that he’d been getting dizzy. It seems that’s what happened today. When we tracked down what hospital he’s in my mom spoke to him and his nurses. He’s fine, but they want to keep him overnight for observation. Apparently they’re concerned with some of the answers he’s giving them. One question they asked was “How are you getting your meals?” His reply? “Oh, I get them.” Typical Pap Pap answer, but that makes them think he either hit his head when he fell, or that he’s senile. So they’re going to run some tests on him.

WDisney’s preliminary hearing is tomorrow, and mommy dearest is getting her stitches out then too. I pissed her off several times today when she was complaining once again that she doesn’t know where she’s going to go, and doesn’t know where she’s going to work. She says she looks like Frankenstein’s monster and no one will want to hire her, in addition to the fact she’s old. I can give her advice, but she won’t take it and will only get angry. I know they say not everyone is looking for advice when they’re venting, and they just want to be heard, but she has been heard plenty of times. There are things she could do but she won’t do them. Another reason I made her angry is because she found out today that Nita sent me a card, but not her. She asked me how much money Nita sent me and I prefaced my answer by stating that I wasn’t going to give it to her, so there’s no point in asking. Mommy dearest got angry about that, but with her track record (she took all of the money Nita sent me one year without telling me, which she still owes me for, she took Pap Pap’s money from me one time without telling me, plus many more times). She said it doesn’t matter since only my name is on the card, but that’s never stopped her before. If I was living with her she’d just take the money and never tell me I’d gotten a card.