My Labor Day (vent post)

As we all know, I’m pretty much an optimistic gal. I always look on the bright side, see the glass half full, see that my good days outweigh my bad days and all that good stuff. But I can honestly say that THIS Labor Day had to be the WORSE Labor Day I have had…in my life.

My day began with my aunt calling me, asking me to pay her cell phone bill online because she wasn’t aware that although her bill was due on Labor Day, the day is considered a holiday and not a business day so she technically had an extra day to pay. Eventually, that was settled. Then, my sister and best friend (who happen to be boyfriend and girlfriend, we’ve discussed them once before) decided to deal with their relationship issues yesterday. Guess who the mediator is? Well, before they actually met up I told my sister his side of the story. Just to give you the short version, he’s upset because she doesn’t have any time for him, she’s upset because he talks to HER mom about their relationship. Both are valid arguments right? The problem is that Jeff isn’t aware that Tashia and her mom don’t really have a good relationship (that’s another story). So I got to witness my sister/Tashia go off yesterday and when I say go off, she was yelling and screaming and cursing and throwing stuff. It was pretty bad and I felt so bad for her.

And eventually, even those crashing waves calmed and settled. At this time it’s just after noon on Labor Day. So my sister and I get dressed and ready to go out and on with our day and then my mom calls from Japan. I’m a little confused because it’s 1:00pm here and my mom is calling; it’s 2:00am in Japan. Turns out, my grandmother passed away…on Labor Day…yesterday. So now I’m devistated, confused, upset, hurting and all of the above. I’m in VA, my grandmother who’s no longer with us is in MD and my parents are in Japan. I spent my whole Labor Day crying. I stayed with my sister, bestfriend, cousin and baby cousin all day then I had to drive back to school which is only an hour drive and yes, I cried while I was driving. I’m just glad I got home/back to school safely.

Of course I’m still hurting, I was just with my grandmother a week ago and I told her I’d be back. But there is a time for everything and I guess it was just her time. RIP Gramma Joyce. I love you.