Just Pass Me By

I am not sure what I think about my new dishwasher. I have filed it up a couple of times, it black so it goes well with the living room but not so well with the all white kitchen other then the stove. Maybe I should have asked for new sinks in there so washing pots and pans would be easier. The new dishwasher doesn’t seem to be designed the same way. It holds more plate and does not work well for my soup bowls. There are a few things different in the dishwasher I just have to get use too it. It works a lot better than the old one did, and it looks nice so I am happy with it.

Dad thinks things are broken because he does not know how to use things. Like the cell phone it’s broken, I can’t call my sister or brother or it tells me to dial a 1. He thinks if he must do a little bit of work, it does not work. Dad asked for a new wallet, and tried telling me it was broken because he felt he might not be able to put it in his pocket. What does he need
invitations on how to use things correctly. I am tempted to get him nothing for a very long time because lately all he does is complain about what not working and it’s because of user error. I mean every time he asks for something he wants we try to get it for him then he just complains about everything, no thank you or anything.

I hate it when people stare at me or watch me for a long period. It makes me nervous, and I will admit I might get a little on the defensive side when family does it. It like what do I have some big bug on my face or something. I just don’t like it. I don’t know why I hate it so much but it drives me nuts. What bugs me most is when people stare at me and then ask are you pregnant, No I am just fat leave me alone, I don’t have any need for prenatal vitamins. It bugs me most when dad asks these questions. Normally when dad staring he going to be asking me something about why I am so fat.
So I ask him or my hubby what, and they don’t get why I might sound a little annoyed.