There is nothing like family

Okay, I tried, I really really tried, but I am having trouble getting back to work at the moment - my brain is just still too fried out from everything going on and spinning in an endless loop of very extreme emotions. Most of them resulting in a desire to puke.

Having had to pick out my mom's funeral clothes and get them ready for her, then being excluded from getting to go where I could find the suit my dad wanted, just... - my brain is just in massive overload at the moment and I feel like I am going to be sick to my stomach. My dad asked me to do something for him, told me that he trusts my judgment, that I would know what my mom would have... and I am so afraid that I am going to end up letting him down. Hopefully I will get to go find the things my dad wants tomorrow, but I am not about to hold my breath on that one. It's a very long story, that I am not in a mood to go into, but just general "I'm the only one that can touch that!" BS that I would have thought someone would have been above pulling under the circumstances.

I swear, there are times when I think I should keep a pack of them adult size disposable diapers around for the people that get pissy about stupid shit - particularly at the most unbelievable of times. I don't know. It certainly does not help that in the midst of the "sucks to be you" attitude I seemed to be getting, as I tried to sort out getting a chance to go where I need and buy what my dad needs dealt with today, I forgot to get my mom's shoes for my sister to take down to the funeral home with her.

I've been told that I will have the chance tomorrow, but right now I am so unbelievably stressed out that I just can't hardly breathe. I should just say to heck with it and take my mom's Cadillac to town on my own tomorrow and get what I need on my own. To hell with my not having driven more than a handful of times, at least that car can be driven by someone other than my mother.