Give Up the Funk

No, this is not an upbeat post like the song.  Sorry in advance.

I'm in a funk right now.

It's hard to explain.

I'm not even 100% sure why.  I've just been in a bad mood the past few days.

First off, I got a stupid sunburn yesterday at the beach and Mom doesn't get paid till tomorrow so I have no aloe.

The weird thing is that things that don't usually bug me are bugging me lately.  Like Matt being busy.  He came over on Thursday and was planning to hang out but like 20 minutes in, his mom called him and told him he had to come see some jazz show so we barely got to spend time together.  He said he was gonna come over the next day. 

Well, he works all night (literally, like 11 pm to 5 or 5:30 am), so he sleeps till the late afternoon.

He did laundry all Friday night and had to celebrate his nana's birthday. 

Saturday, Mom, Chelsea, Mommom and I went to dinner, then he had to celebrate his mom's birthday.

Yesterday morning he went kayaking instead of going to bed, so he literally slept till like 9 pm. 

Today, they went out for Memorial Day.

My point is that after nine years, I'm beyond used to him being tied up all the time, and plans with him changing at the last second, and all that jazz.  It usually doesn't bother me.  But this weekend?  Mom and Chelsea have been particularly hostile, and other people I know have been causing drama, and a visit on Friday has turned into a visit on Tuesday at the earliest and it's pissing me off that I've needed a hug from my best friend, the only person who makes me feel safe, for three days and I can't get his freaking attention long enough for him to even act like he understands that this weekend has been hell.

Plus, as incredibly stupid as it is, I've been having recurring dreams about Landon and on top of everything else, that makes me want to cry even more. 

So yes.  I'm in a funk.  And I'd really like it if it went away real soon.