I Love Mondays. Really.

Well, my week has gotten off to a splendid little start.

I got a lovely little e-mail in my box this morning, from one of my cousins. I should have known better to read it while I was at work, but curiosity got the best of me, so I clicked it's little label. I wish I hadn't.

I read these words: "Mom said that you didn't got see grandpa at all when he was in the nursing home because you said that you couldn't handle it."

First of all, that wasn't true. Anyone heard of ASKING before you gossip? And what kind of family gossips behind my back anyway? I DID visit my Grandpa in the nursing home before he died, on more than one occasion. I talked to the nurses about how he was doing, and had to listen to Nurse M (who I knew from high school) tell me what a "pain in the @$$" my grandpa was! AS HE WAS DYING!!!!!!! Because it hurt him to move, and he didn't co-operate when she was changing his diaper! AS HE WAS DYING! Even at the time, if I had seen her again, I probably would have grabbed her little blond hairs and smashed her head into a wall repeatedly!!!!

But of course that couldn't have happened. Seeings as how I wasn't there. *rolling eyes*

Then, after reading this and the rest of her e-mail (I'm horrible, I'm selfish, I need to "buck up" and visit my Grandma... blah blah blah) my mom happened to call me.

At work.

As I was barely able to control my emotions anyway.

And to top it all off, I'd read my cousins comments wrong. I thought she meant that MY mom had said I never visited my Grandpa.

So in the midst of my office, with everyone there, I lost it. Halfway hysterical, screeching at mom, "I just got an e-mail from ______ saying that you said that I didn't go visit Grandpa, and I DID go visit Grandpa!...." So I'm crying (in the office) Mom's crying... Mom DIDN'T say that BTW, my aunt did. Everyone in the office is staring... I appologized all over myself to my Mom, who was shocked and crying, and who was an innocent victim of the situation. I have cried off and on for over an hour. In the office. *sigh*

My cousin had some good points in her e-mail. I DO need to visit my Grandma, (she just had a stroke) and I did need to be reminded of that. Thanks cuz for that. But next time, can you ask me about things you hear through the family gossip line, BEFORE you accuse me?

I have no idea if this particular cuz will read my blog post (I think I told her about my blog?)... I know Amy will, (hi Amy!) and Amy you're welcome to tell whoever from the family whatever you think is appropriate. I trust you. But don't feel obligated... I WILL reply to the e-mail, once I can do it calmly and objectively. Which will probably be tomorrow.

So the moral of this rant is... I'm feeling really hurt, really betrayed, and REALLY angry... but mainly I just really need some chocolate!!! (And what a coincidence, my friend Asma sent me some from the Middle East over the weekend, which I saved to share with the office staff and am waiting until my boss is gone to surprise my coworker with! *grin* I love sharing!)

Categories: Family, Life, Anger