Home again

After a very stressful holiday I must say the best thing about it is coming home again. It wasn't all bad but I forget how much I love being home. Christmas Eve was uneventful. My mother took the liberty to pick my carless ass up at 8. We went to my Grandparents house for a non-Christmas dinner. Which consisted of food and awkward conversation. My mom stayed far away from my aunt while my aunt bitched to me when she could about my mom and vise versa. I was woke up at 7:30 by my siblings and endured a day of them fighting. Mostly because sincce Christmas was over it automatically doesn't matter how they behave. Which was great, since my family doesn't know I smoke and by midday I was crabby and willing to tell them! It might have made thinggs easier but I haven't told them in this long I decided that waiting wouldn't be a huge deal. We went to go see a movie and I calmed down a bit. As the day dwindled down the kids went to bed and I felt like stabbing my brain and passing out. This morning was a lot easier. Besides the fact that I woke up to cat piss all over half of my clothing. My mom thought it woud be an awesome idea to bring her with! Let's just say when I did see her she was hiding from everyone! I think she was a little pissed off! I sat through family pictures at a professional photo studio just for my mothers pure enjoyment. I got my Christmas present which I'm typing to you on right now! I conned my mom into driving me back tonight due to the fact that I wanted to. Even though it was the most stressful trip I've had up there I must sasy there were sometimes when it was actually pretty fun. My siblings did behave for some of the time. I got to spend some quality time with everyone. I got a mother fucking laptop. I must say though coming home and enjoying the 3 minute cig and a beer was a little better than it sshould have been! I might be a horrible person for thnking that way but my god it was and really that's what Christmas is about!