Today hasn't been fun. Well, at least not much towards the later part of the day.
After I woke up, I took my wife to the eye doctor (whatever the heck their official title is.) I got a little lost on the way there, but it wasn't bad. The reason she went there is because, on top of everything else, she has now found out that she has cataracts. The doctor said he has no idea as to where they came from, because she's still young. So they're talking about doing some (what they call minor) surgery to remove it and add in some little lens thing that should also hopefully help with her bad vision as well. That sounds like a good plan.
For whatever reason, he was talking like he thinks that it'd be best to only do the worst eye, and leave the other one as it is. That makes no sense to me, as he even admitted that the other eye would continue to get worse, and would also need the same surgery in a year or two anyway. My wife wants to just get it done and over with, so it's rather annoying that they only want to do one. Hopefully we can convince them to take care of both of them.
After that, with my wife's eyes super dilated and practically blind, we continued to drive around and take care of other people's crap like we usually do. Overall, that wasn't really particularly bad, just stressful. Made sure that my Grandfather-in-law remember to turn the stove back off. He forgot. Again. At least it didn't start a fire or anything. But overall, again, not so bad, but it took pretty much all day, and it ended up getting really freaking cold again, so I started feeling sick, and just wanting to go home and get some rest, but we still had more stuff to do.
Some backstory so that the last part makes sense, as to why I'm sad today. A while back ago, my wife's step-dad moved down to where we live so he could be closer to us, or so we thought at the time, now we're sure that we had nothing to do with it. Anyway, back when my wife was first diagnosed with cancer, he never took a damn thing seriously, and pretty much acted like it didn't exist, which really ticked us off. Just a short while later, we found out that he'd been secretly getting alcohol, and drinking it when he thought nobody was watching. Personally, I don't really care that much about it, but my mother-in-law made a huge fit about it, and when he started complaining about this, he mentioned that the whole reason he left where he was living earlier was because people wouldn't let him do what he wanted. Nothing to do with us at all. So then when we brought this up to him, he left, to go back to where he came from, while me and my wife were still reeling from the diagnosis she had gotten. I'm sure my wife still cared about him, being her step-dad, but personally, as far as I cared, he could go rot in a hole.
Back to today, now. He's been back for a few days now, likely kicked out for the same thing, and just hopping between whoever is willing to take care of him until they get fed up, and he'll hop to the next person. So he's been living with my mother-in-law, despite the fact that he's paid for his own apartment. Not sure what happened over there today, but all of the sudden, in the middle of the night, he has to get out of there and over to his own place. So since literally nobody that I deal with can drive a car or even own one, other then myself, I had to do it. I'm still feeling sick from being in the cold all day, but apparently, just like every other day, that means nothing. So me and wife (we still hadn't been home since we left in the morning, so we're both freezing, but at least she can see again by this point) go over there to pick him up, and move him stuff into the car. And by "move his stuff" I mean having me haul his TV and everything else while he sits in the car doing nothing, whining about the cold when he hasn't been outside for more than 30 seconds. So I get back to the car, and my wife mentions that it's pretty messed up that nobody even bothered to offer to help me (she can't help me herself because of the cancer, she can hardly put her jacket on some days, let alone carry someone's crap around). So then we drive over to his apartment, and for once he actually gets out, and starts moving his stuff himself, whining and crying the entire time about his arms hurting (he's done a total of jack shit the entire day, and has no problem at all taking care of himself). So, being the nice person that I am, I offer to help him, and he says that he "doesn't want to hear anymore bitching". We've done absolutely nothing but be nice to this sack of shit, and all he ever does is whine and gripe about every damn thing. I didn't even get a "thanks" for hauling his fat ass around.
In fact, this is pretty much how my normal day goes, me and my wife spend the whole day that I'm not at work driving everybody around, because nobody will ever get their own car, or ever do anything for themselves. My day normally consists of me waking up, going to work, and then, once I get off work, I have enough time to go home and get changed out of my uniform before I'm right back out, doing shit for everyone else. (sometimes I literally don't even get to go home to get changed) I even carry people's groceries and bags for them. I do literally everything, while everyone whines and cries about every little damn thing they can possibly think of. By the time I'm back home, I'm so tired that I can't even take care of myself, so I get on the computer and mess around on Bay12 until late at night, and then I dread waking up the next day because I'll just have to go through all this shit again, like a bad dream that doesn't end. I swear, if I didn't have my wife with me to keep me sane, I'd have probably murdered someone by now.
So right now, I'm sitting here, it's really late at night and I should really get some sleep, and my back hurts horribly and my joints keep creaking just to type this. I'm only 20, I shouldn't feel like I'm some kind of rusted machine.
I just really needed to get that rant out. I'm probably going to stay on here for a few more minutes to see if I can find some tidbit of chaos to cheer me back up, and then go to sleep and go to work.
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