on edge.
I love how crap that is beyond my control, all hits me at the same time and sets my teeth on edge, and then I can feel my blood pressure rise and my stress hit the roof.
Roy is bitching about how we don't have enough food in the house. Well duh. We haven't been able to go shopping because of the weather. And then when I was at school making a mental list of non-food crap, I thought he was making a list of foodstuff we didn't have. Then last night he kept saying how we just need to scrap his divorce and just put a grand worth of food in the house.
Erm...what? With what???
The girls have been home all day today because of the 'hazardous road conditions'. Oh, and I was going to take Xy with me to get Z's WIC taken care of, but then Z wanted to go with me. The whining has set my teeth on edge. Z taking her pennies into the store was just annoying.
Truly. I have tried to be patient today. It doesn't seem like it's in the cards.
And one of our brand-spanking NEW TIRES has a f*ing FLAT. I am pissed. And of course, it couldn't have come at a worse time, because this is Phil's weekend with the girls, and he's going to expect me to drop everything and fix it so that his daddy doesn't have to bring the girls back.
Fixing a flat tire isn't in our budget. We're still waiting on my tax return to hit, and all other monies have been budgeted. Hell yeah, I'm frustrated! I know the damn thing is going flat because I heard it whine when I pulled in. And it sounded like a pretty big whine. I'm just hoping that the warranty covers the fix on this, because it's a Firestone tire. And hell, I'm not going to be able to get that f*er off the truck, as they put those tires on with hydraulics.
The snow and ice is melting. There should be school tomorrow.
Hallelujah, praise Jesus.
Roy is bitching about how we don't have enough food in the house. Well duh. We haven't been able to go shopping because of the weather. And then when I was at school making a mental list of non-food crap, I thought he was making a list of foodstuff we didn't have. Then last night he kept saying how we just need to scrap his divorce and just put a grand worth of food in the house.
Erm...what? With what???
The girls have been home all day today because of the 'hazardous road conditions'. Oh, and I was going to take Xy with me to get Z's WIC taken care of, but then Z wanted to go with me. The whining has set my teeth on edge. Z taking her pennies into the store was just annoying.
Truly. I have tried to be patient today. It doesn't seem like it's in the cards.
And one of our brand-spanking NEW TIRES has a f*ing FLAT. I am pissed. And of course, it couldn't have come at a worse time, because this is Phil's weekend with the girls, and he's going to expect me to drop everything and fix it so that his daddy doesn't have to bring the girls back.
Fixing a flat tire isn't in our budget. We're still waiting on my tax return to hit, and all other monies have been budgeted. Hell yeah, I'm frustrated! I know the damn thing is going flat because I heard it whine when I pulled in. And it sounded like a pretty big whine. I'm just hoping that the warranty covers the fix on this, because it's a Firestone tire. And hell, I'm not going to be able to get that f*er off the truck, as they put those tires on with hydraulics.
The snow and ice is melting. There should be school tomorrow.
Hallelujah, praise Jesus.