Sick of Dial-up and Family

My computer is so slow; I'm sick of it.
I am not looking forward to tomorrow. I have to be a character witness in a court fight over custody of my nephew's son. I did this once before. This is the last time for me. He plans on moving in with me if he loses custody. He says he can't afford child support for two children. Now Barry and I have to tell him he is not welcome here. Stress. I hate the way he makes me feel. Or should I say, I hate the way I feel when I'm around him. He is pushy. I've been finding notes in a lot of boxes written by Mother to herself regarding him pushing her around and how she needed to be stronger willed around him. History is trying to repeat itself in this house. creepy.
Trying to rent my TC house is stressful, too. Nothing but what appear to be no-goods are calling. Today Barry and I drove to one of their homes to see if they kept the yard neat. We ended up following them to the chemical plants. We pretended to be detectives. Good Grief.
I've submitted my resume electronically three times. I received the standard "don't call us, we'll call you" reply. I've never had any trouble getting work in past, but now I am beginning to think it may not be so cut and dry anymore.
Went by Lee's house tonight. "Dumbo" from the past drove by his house while we were there. He is my age and he looked over 60! It was creepy visiting with the old winos. I feel like I took a step backwards. And it was initiated by my having had two glasses of wine beforehand.
Locked myself out of the house yesterday. All because Sammy peed on the clean carpet in the rent house. I was so mad at him I wasn't paying attention.
Rearranged the living room today. I like it better.
Filled more boxes for my siblings and put them by the front door. There they will sit for eternity. NOT! I'll get rid of them if they aren't claimed within a reasonable amount of time. Will you copy that for me? I'll pay you...... They have all been saying that. Screw that! You come get it, copy it, and bring it back! Or keep it yourself after I've copied it for myself.
Got mad at the spouse today for not wanting to paint the bathroom two colors. My whole house is going to be white. Fine. If I want it any other color, I'll have to do it myself. Right now I don't have time or energy to do it, but maybe later. I got jealous of the couple at Lowe's picking out a "color" of paint together. I guess I should be happy he is painting at all; and I am.
I'm sick of sleeping on a mattress on the floor, too.
I'm spoiled.