she pisses me off so damn bad!!!

*sigh* i want to choke my girlfriend. i love her to pieces but sometimes (99.99% of the time...) she can be the biggest fucking BABY!

so we're in the midst of moving, right? and i spent my entire vacation week working on things in the garage (going through stuff from our LAST move and getting rid of things/putting things in storage so we won't have so much clutter and won't have so much to deal with when we move) and then when we got the u-haul truck last weekend (not the most recent one but the one before that) i spent all day saturday loading the damn thing and then did everything sunday as well (except for loading the freezer, washer and dryer ~ i had help with those things) and THEN i UNLOADED the truck by myself sunday night with the exception of the freezer, washer and dryer. (and she bitched, moaned and complained about THAT too!! wtf yo??!? that's what she DOES! she works for rent-a-center and moves freezers, washers and dryers BY HERSELF every day!!!)

katie is off work on wednesdays and she keeps promising me that she's going to spend all of that day at the old house packing and loading up the car and moving things to the new house. well, last week she didn't feel good. she had an appointment with some place to get groceries and she also went to see her psych doctor. then instead of going to the old house and packing and moving things she decided to stay at the NEW house and rearrange the things that i had already unpacked and placed in the house. WTF??? we need to finish getting all of our stuff over here and THEN we can worry about where we want to put it! just fucking GET IT HERE first!!!

well then this past saturday i spent several trips going back and forth between the old and new houses BY MYSELF because katie was working and then when she got off work i asked her if we could make one more trip before going home and relaxing and she swore to me that if we could just go home then we'd make an EXTRA trip the next day to make up for it. then sunday rolled around and we slept in (personally, i was exhausted! and katie ~ well obviously she just really doesn't give two shits about this move.) then when we got up we didn't have time to move anything because we had to go to decatur to spend the day with kensie since she hasn't been home in forever and we miss her like crazy. and when we got home from that we watched a movie and then i went to work at 10pm (homebuyers weekend, yay!!!) and worked until 2:30am and then went home and went to bed. so, no trips on sunday at all!

then monday and tuesday after work i made two trips between the two houses BY MYSELF and had the car jam packed with stuff so i could get a lot done. so it's wednesday again. katie's off work. we have until thursday night to finish this or we have to pay extra rent. (prorated but still...) so i'm at work and katie's bitching and moaning and complaining about how we need to take a break and we need time to relax and blah blah blah and she doesn't feel good, she's dizzy, she's nauseated, she lost her balance and fell down, etc, etc, etc.

ok here's the deal. pretty much everything is already in boxes. all she has to do right now is put those boxes in the car, drive to the new house, take those boxes OUT of the car and then go back to the old house and do it again. if she loads the car up right she should be finished with the bedrooms and bathrooms (and possibly the kitchen, den and living room too!) in 3 trips. 4 max! and then that just leaves the garage for me to deal with (3-4 trips as well.)

well she drove me to work at 8am this morning and i assumed that she was going right on over to the old house to get started. no. that didn't happen. she didn't go over there until about 11:30-11:45 and then immediately started texting me and telling me that she doesn't feel good. she's such a damn drama queen! she hasn't finished even ONE trip yet! in fact, she hasn't even loaded the car up! and then she texted me and said that she lost her balance and fell. i didn't respond because i have better things to do right now than to try to placate her by offering her platitudes. then she sent another one that said "you there?" so i asked her if she was okay and she said that yes but she wishes her new meds would kick in. (her psych doctor put her on a new med last week and instead of going out and filling it she waited until YESTERDAY to fill it!!! and hasn't been on any mood medication AT ALL in the meantime so she's going through withdrawals from her other med too!) and then said said that yeah she's ok but she doesn't know how much she can get done but that she's going to try.

so i was in the middle of texting her back and trying to give her a pep talk and some direction so she isn't just standing around there picking her nose and she sent me two texts back to back that said "o my god i am going home and crying i am so sick" "and i am so damn fat i just broke this white chair on the front porch" when i asked her wtf, what happened and if she's okay she said "i just completely blacked out"

basically what those texts mean is that she was overwhelmed by the amount of work that we still have to do and was feeling lazy and didn't want to deal with it so she's faking an illness and exaggerating the little things that DO happen. like, she probably DID lose her balance and fall. and she probably DID break the chair when she fell. but i doubt she blacked out. and i ESPECIALLY doubt that she COMPLETELY blacked out. she just doesn't want to work on the move. plain and simple. so now i'm going to have to bust my ass today and tomorrow to try and finish up so we don't have to pay any extra rent because obviously it's all on my damn shoulders which pisses me the fuck off!!!!!