Last week was kind of screwy. On the upside, I signed up for instagram, got some work done on my latch hook project, applied for be a Spooky Box Club reviewer and had plans to go with my cousin to see Avengers: Age of Ultron. Then, towards the weekend, things took a hard left.
Saturday morning, my mother and I had an eviction scare. There was a lot of fast packing and calling of family members for help involved. Luckily, rent money was scrounged up at the last minute. So, no panic moving for us. As for going to the movies, that didn't happen.
My cousin and I were originally going to go see Age of Ultron on Friday. She sends me a text Friday morning telling me that she forgot she had a doctor's appointment that day and asked if we could go on Saturday. I agreed and went back to sleep. Saturday rolls around and she forgot again.
She made all these other plans. When, I called her out on it, she tried to squeeze it in to her schedule. Already feeling aggravated and annoyed about the packing/unpacking and other family drama, I declined her offer. Don't fucking make plans with me to do something if you're just going to flake out.