stuff/stuff/and more stuff.

Mar 06, 2015 09:36

Tax refund hit the bank this morn, but has yet to clear. And of course, Roy immediately started up with 'we need food, you need glasses...screw my divorce'.

Urm... the divorce is accounted for already. It will happen. And if it doesn't, find someplace else to live. I'm not going to continue to shack up with a married man.

I'm not even going to bother with the eye exam. I'm just going to get my glasses, $250 in meat, and whatever else we need for food, animals, etc... and that divorce will happen.

I still haven't eaten. My throat hurts. I'm considering oatmeal, I suppose it would be soothing... and I need a shower. I was online window shopping earlier. Roy said 'don't buy anything just yet'. OK. What part of window shopping don't men understand? I don't have the money to buy anything else nice this year.

I'm going to eat and clean.

daughters, money issues, sick, divorce (roy)

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