I hate Halloween. My daughter would be 16 tomorrow. Holy crap. How is it possible that she has been gone that long?? This is the one day of the year that I hate being a mom. All I want to do tomorrow is lay in bed and cry but instead I will be going to Halloween parades and parties and trick or treating and putting on a fake smile. Actually, now that I'm typing it out, it's probably good that I have to do all of that tomorrow.
SD's BM is still dragging out the court stuff. I really wish this would just end already.
I haven't spoken to my mom in about a month. I know it's for the best but sometimes it makes me sad that we don't have a mother/daughter relationship like all my friends seem to have with their moms.
Squirrely did you go past Jackson, MO on I55. There is a place called Concrete Castings that has a real camel. I always feel sorry for him in the winter.
We got a $500.00 medical bill from when DH went to the dr and they did an ultrasound.
I'm so over my life right now I can't even stand it. I am having all I can do not to crawl under my desk and sob.
I fucking hate money and the fact that I have none.
Definitely do a payment plan. Medical bills suck
This is the first thing I saw on my fb this morning. Its making my head hurt: So WY I'm dropping off ma bbys @ daycare n I start running to d bus stop n here cums a police officer. WY he gv mii a ride to d stop n mii carrying. Lol. I didn't wanna sayn no cuz den he wud of Start talkn, n cum on , Is fine, is rie der. I Dnt mine. Ect. So I said less gt dis done n ova wit. Thnx officer made it on time. Thnk u lord fr anoder day. Hope today I Dnt gotta kill no body @ skool. #pls God tell dis bitch to stay n hr lane. Nt to try mii today. Doesn't sh nw I'm Psycho... Hv a nice day frnds n fam.
This is so ridiculously hard to read. Does it not take more effort to write like this than in more proper english, with some spelling and grammar errors thrown in?
We got a $500.00 medical bill from when DH went to the dr and they did an ultrasound.
I'm so over my life right now I can't even stand it. I am having all I can do not to crawl under my desk and sob.
I fucking hate money and the fact that I have none.
Aw I am sorry. If it makes you feel any better I can commiserate with you. seems like every time I go "Hmm nice, I feel like we have some breathing room" BAM something happens that is very costly.
I had too much vodka last night and now I have a headache.
My coffee is gross. I haven't quite mastered this stupid stovetop cappuccino maker and my coffee usually ends up tasting like I burned it.
I keep thinking it's Halloween and it causes me to panic when I realize I still haven't bought candy. Well, except for some lame Popeye sticks. I need to do that today.
I absolutely love my job now that I have a new boss, and I love that he has so much confidence in me, but I get all nervous every time he asks me to do something he knows I don't know how to do!
I finished reading Jane Eyre last night. I'd never read it before, and I don't think I cared for it much. I did think of ML when I read the helpmeet part, though. I'd never heard the phrase before here.
My husband had insomnia last night. He's stressed with this unexpected work rush and sad that he has to postpone his paternity leave as a result. I hope this reverses itself soon since he's, um, not great on little sleep and is running himself to the ground. He won't accept help either, which I know is his way of coping so I'm trying to leave well enough alone and just help subtlely.
The above is the only reason I was able to keep my mouth shut when I realized the he put my favorite leggings in the dryer, contrary to repeated discussions about that, shrinking them and causing them to pill. I'm freaking Mother Teresa up in this joint.
The combination of an antibiotic and Nyquil D is frickin' MONEY.
There are buckeyes in the fridge at work and I feel like they're calling to me. I hear them now. "Waaaaambaaaaam, Waaaaaaambaaaaam"
Oh good! I was starting to think you were superhuman with your eating. Or are they paleo buckeyes? I highly recommend eating one, btw, in case you needed some extra motivation.
My mom just called me*- Lucy was supposed to bring in her Halloween treats today. A paper (that I somehow missed last night) that came home yesterday is the first mention of this. Ugh. So it looks like I'll be rushing to the grocery store and sitting in the school parking lot with a Sharpie drawing jack o'lantern faces on clementines (shout out speckledfrog)
The good thing is, if I'd prepared this last night, it would have just been candy. Didn't read specked's post til after Lucy was asleep
*my mom teaches 3rd grade at Lucy's school.
OMG, that's a brilliant idea. I have to bring in treats for the monthly birthday celebration tomorrow, I might do this because it's healthy and awesome.
DH has pneumonia. I feel so bad for him. Last night he texted me from bed saying he was sad and wanted a hug. Poor guy.
There are so many changes happening with my department at work it's really a downer. We basically feel like the corporate office is taking our work away and our job is no longer relevant. Staff is leaving as well which it makes me feel like I'm on a sinking ship. I'm looking but the jobs I'm applying for, I feel like I'm competing with recent college graduates. This then puts me in a cycle of "What am I doing with my life? I need to go back to school. I hate writing papers. I'm doomed. Stay positive, keep on trying. My job isn't that bad." Rinse and repeat.
We got a $500.00 medical bill from when DH went to the dr and they did an ultrasound.
I'm so over my life right now I can't even stand it. I am having all I can do not to crawl under my desk and sob.
I fucking hate money and the fact that I have none.
I know exactly how you feel. I cannot wait for H to start his new job next week so we can stop living paycheck to paycheck, so I won't have to constantly worry about how we are going to pay all of our bills, plus manage to eat and have tp to wipe our asses with.
The combination of an antibiotic and Nyquil D is frickin' MONEY.
There are buckeyes in the fridge at work and I feel like they're calling to me. I hear them now. "Waaaaambaaaaam, Waaaaaaambaaaaam"
Oh good! I was starting to think you were superhuman with your eating. Or are they paleo buckeyes? I highly recommend eating one, btw, in case you needed some extra motivation.
LOL I am not superhuman. But I haven't eaten a buckeye.
ETA: But now you betchur bottom dollar I'm making paleo buckeyes this weekend.
We got boo'ed Monday night, but I didn't realize it til Tuesday morning. I had a meeting with a kid and his parents (board members, too. VIPs around here) and I was so proud of myself for getting myself and DS1 out of the house by 7:10. Except that we opened the front door and there were two huge Halloween-y gift baskets, so DS came completely undone. I was PISSED. And I was late to my meeting.
Then I got even more pissed that I had to do it to someone else last night. Flameable: I regifted (re-booed?) most of the second basket.
Poppy's post reminded me that we haven't carved our pumpkins yet. DD is at xmil's tonight and won't get home until 30 minutes before her bed time. Guess we'll either have to carve them without her, or wait until after Halloween to do it. Oops.
I'm kind of sucking in the mom department with her lately. The baby still needs a lot of attention to make sure he's not beating up the cat or getting into things or hurting himself, so I don't spend as much time with her as I should. She doesn't have school next Thursday and Friday so I'm taking Friday off and will have my mom watch K so her and I can spend some one on one time together.
Post by LauraMoser on Oct 30, 2013 10:28:19 GMT -5
My mom left me a voicemail yesterday. I listened to about five seconds of it, then deleted it. Basically, she wants to talk things out and she's pissed because I won't let her babysit my kids at her house.
Nope, not happening. I would say sorry, but I'm not.
So it begins. The storm is only going to get worse before it gets better. I'm checking into the coverage for a therapist today. I know I need to talk this out with a pro.
We got boo'ed Monday night, but I didn't realize it til Tuesday morning. I had a meeting with a kid and his parents (board members, too. VIPs around here) and I was so proud of myself for getting myself and DS1 out of the house by 7:10. Except that we opened the front door and there were two huge Halloween-y gift baskets, so DS came completely undone. I was PISSED. And I was late to my meeting.
Then I got even more pissed that I had to do it to someone else last night. Flameable: I regifted (re-booed?) most of the second basket.
Ummm, time to take a breath when you get PISSED about gift baskets...