I had a blast at the Carroll County meet! My husband dropped me off before he drove 4 hours to go to a vacation with his family. I thought I was late, but I wasn't.

Mom said "wen wil u b done?"
I said "7/8"
She said "ok txt me wen u r done"
I said "ok"

I said "It's 7:30, we're done... Am I good or what? :D"
She said "o shit they just start how long can u stay ther?"
I sighed out loud and said "I'll go to the Walmart, pick me up there."

Then I went to the Michaels. It closed. I went to the Walmart. No word for an hour. An hour and a half. Two hours.

I said "When are you coming? I am tired and need to take my meds and get a shower... I have been up since 5:30 and I'm flaring up pretty bad in the joints."
She said "wen dose it clos?"
I groaned. "Midnight... Are you going to make me wait here until midnight?"
She said "no it will b b4 that"

10:57
I said "If you are not here by midnight, I am walking back to Baltimore!"
She said "we r comin"

I'm pretty sure she was fucking someone at this point. Why do I ask her favors? Why? Other than the fact she owes me so many?

11:13
She calls: she's just leaving now.

I'm pretty sure she was in Thurmont.

It's 11:43 now. My sister is in NC. My husband is in Western MD stranded, and there is no one I can call. I may be sleeping on a park bench tonight. Or a graveyard.

My joints are killing me. My stomach is killing me. I need my meds and I need water. Why, oh WHY did I depend on her for ANYTHING?!

FML.
FML.

EDIT: 11:57 She pulls up all happy to see me. Blaring country music from the radio with smoke from her new boyfriend or whatever pouring out the window. Terrific.

FML. I'm not going home tonight. I guess I'm breathing in smoke all night. Can someone just....