taimatsu | (no subject)

I haven't done a lot today, other than a quick trip to the doctor's, but I'm *knackered*. Totally wiped out. I think it might be partly due to the brief but stressful phonecall from my mother. She's bought a curtain rail for me. We hadn't asked her to, or let her know what size, style or colour would be appropriate. She's bought it in silver (not black, like I'd have wanted) in two sizes, with 'a curly bit on the end'. I should be grateful, I really should, and I know she's doing it because it's about the only involvement in my life she's able to have at the moment, but it's starting to get to me. I don't *want* a sodding silver curtain pole with curly ends. I was looking forward to choosing my own, in black, with probably twisted finials. And now I can't tell her I don't want it. *bangs head on keyboard*

Her memory is very poor now. She called me before she went shopping, and seemed to think that the sofa-covering company would have to take the sofa *away* to cover it. This is a loony idea and she's the one who pointed me at the company in the first place, so it's not that she's unfamiliar with the concept. She's just not remembering things or thinking straight. She has remembered I've postponed the picnic, and hence the quiche, though, thank goodness.

I'm skipping Japanese. Yes, this is crap of me, but I'm *allowed* to be crap sometimes, especially now.