This was my day . . .

*i walk to door so i can leave to go hang out with dakota after waiting since saturday to do so*

mombie: *brushes past me* i'm leaving to get my hair done, see you in a few hours

me: BULLSHIT!!!!!! (i didn't actually say that aloud though)

after four hours of waiting the car pulls up into the driveway

me:*rushes upstairs to change clothes and heads for the door, texting dakota*hi mombie! love you bye!

mombie: i was planning on going back out blahblahblahblahblahblahblahmotherfuckingblah

dad: guess we're not leaving (yelling at this point)

mombie: blahblahblah it's my car. i bought it blahblahblah dollar tree blahblahblah sonofabitch

dad: *yelling obscenities, brings up bad things from the past*

me: please just give me a ride. i haven't asked for anything in the past five days and i'm incapable of getting myself places. pleassssssssssse for the love of god.

mombie: *indirectly calls me a bitch and begins to cry*

me: i'm leaving now byyyye. *leaves house*

i can't wait to have grandkids so i can tell them that i walked three miles uphill in the snow for some godamn dunkin' doughnuts
because that's exactly what i did
it wouldn't have been bad at all, except i didn't grab a warm jacket or shoes when i left because it would have ruined my dramatic exit

she never ate her limited edition holiday deck the holes doughnut either ):<