I was at work mostly by myself on Saturday, which was fine except for the brief five seconds where one of the girls threatened to "knock me out" if I "didn't get out of her fucking face". Anyway, that was resolved and her and I were laughing together by the end of the night.
Turns out my daycare bill is going to be higher than I thought it was. Great for that.
And I just wanted to say something to my grama...I'm sorry I wasn't there holding your hand when God took a hold of it and led you into Heaven. I know you wanted me there, we talked about it, but no one expected things to happen the way they did. Please know that if I knew, I would have been there.
My house is trashed, I need to do about 15 loads of laundry and have no laundry soap and was jipped on last pay period's paycheck (we get paid every two weeks). I owe the babysitter money, I need to get my car inspected, and I need a shit load of stuff for the house, I need to get my car fixed, I need to make three payments to three different lawyers' offices for delinquent credit card payments/accounts, I need gas in my car, I promised the kids I would buy them paints to paint their pumpkins (we don't do carvings in this house, sorry). The litter box needs to be changed but I have no litter to change it. Every time I open the door, the cat runs out and I have to chase her...ugh, sorry, just bitching, but I guess things could be much worse and there are people out there now going through much worse and much more painful things, but I just had to vent and get some things out.
missing him
9 years ago
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