1/16/11

Yesterday was my dad's 69th birthday. I traveled the hour to his house and got there around 2:15 pm. We visited for most of the afternoon. My mom was schizophrenic before she died 10 years ago. My dad said, "So you are bipolar then?" Yeah dad, I am, duh, two years I've been diagnosed. LOL. He told me that my mom was bipolar. I told him that she was schizophrenic. I asked if she heard and saw things when they were married. He said no. He said she was very bipolar when they were married and she didn't start the other stuff till years later, the hearing and seeing things and becoming paranoid. This kind of concerns me. What if I start hearing things and all that other stuff? I could become schizophrenic. I'm going to have to bring this up with my psychiatrist the next time I see him. I guess if it comes to that, I just tell my doctor and they give me medications to make them go away. Still, it's a scary thought. Something to ponder. 

Anyway, my sisters didn't show up until 5:10 pm. I wanted to leave by 4:30 pm. I stayed though until 5:30 pm. I don't like driving at night on the mountain roads all the way home to the city. I hate the lights coming at me and following behind me. I didn't get to visit them for very long at all, but it was nice to see them. I left and got home and got on the love of my life, the computer. Didn't last very long though. I was really tired because I had been up all night. I went to bed around 9:15 last night. 

Today I got up at noon. I slept a long time, I was really tired. I got my dirty clothes together and headed to the laundromat and did my laundry. Came home and have been here ever since just answering posts on MDJ and journals on DS. I still need to read journals on MDJ. I'm not tired because I slept so much. It's going to be a late night for me. 

Talked to B on Friday night. He wanted me to come over, but I wasn't wanting to, so I didn't. I would have been bored with him playing his game and all. Plus I had plans to stay up. He plays WOW everyday. He enjoys it and it doesn't bother me any. He can play it as much as he wants. I have my own obsession of the internet so I can't complain. We are good like that. Haven't talked to him since though. 

Tomorrow I return to work. It doesn't even feel like I've had a weekend off for some reason. It seems like it was too fast. Maybe because I went to dad's house. I usually stay home all weekend and do my own thing. I'm usually lazy, which is fine by me. It's my choice to be that way. It's my day off. Well, guess I better get going on my reading of journals. A new day tomorrow.