||better than bad
First off, I'm in a little better of a frame of mind today. Crawled into bed yesterday morning, inadvertently waking Jon up in the process, and proceeded to cry on him for a while. Ended up sleeping for a full eight, and then laid in bed for another two hours out of a sheer lack of wanting to get up and deal with life. I was duly reminded why I hate crying my eyes out (after two hours of crying, and eight of sleeping, I woke up looking like UTTER HELL). Then we hung out with our peeps last night, celebrated Shawna's birthday a day early, and I generally enjoyed the feeling of my worries dissipating a little at a time. Being around people who truly care helps, I think.
Then, about half an hour ago, I call my mother. Now, most people don't know the dynamic I have with my parents. I love my parents, but we aren't close. Granted, there were times when I was barely on speaking terms with my father, but I digress. I talk to them a few times a month, whenever we manage to catch each other, and I know they care and all, but conversations with them are like... conversations with people who you know, you like, but have absolutely nothing in common with. We don't really connect, and I honestly have never been able to figure out exactly when or why this happened.
But still, you would THINK that if something major were to happen - like, say, my father having surgery - I would be informed. Well, I was. This morning. At least a week after the surgery. It was minor, I suppose, surgery on his arm that he's going through physical therapy for... but I am just now finding out?
Anyway, the surgery means any financial assistance for my car is thrown out the window. I wasn't really expecting monetary help, anyway, because... well, I don't ask my parents for money. I haven't for years.
So I'm back to being at a loss for what exactly to do. My mother suggested trying a jump-start to see if the car will at least turn over. After that, who knows. I'm just glad Jon's letting me take his car to work tonight. Selfish me, I know. I worry that I depend on him too much for things.