Broke, Sick & Sad...the dreaded trilogy
I would like to start by saying that I had a GREAT Saturday. The rest of the weekend I could have lived without.
Reality has set in and I/we are broke. Broke, broke, broke. I was eyeing the change jar this morning wondering if it could help at all with rent. Rent week is always the hardest. We keep saying it, but we have got to buckle down on expenses. I think I am going to try to sell of the Motley Crue tickets we have in August and and possibly break diet for a while and eat a little cheaper for a couple of weeks. That should help a little. It would also be nice if I felt better and could add a few more hours to my work week. That would help a lot actually.
I go back to the Dr. tomorrow. The ear issues haven't gone away (even though I got a mini reprieve on Saturday) and I am at the point now where I shouldn't drive because I have a hard time following the lines and it makes me a little pukey. If I lay on my back and look at the ceiling, it spins. Yay!...NOT. My boss laughed at me this morning because I was having a hard time focusing on my monitor and I told him if he was just going to come down and pick on me that he was welcome to just stay down on his end of the office. There is a point where funny becomes mean and he crossed it this morning.
I am also a little sad that Beau Beau Kitty is not doing better with his feeding tube. He showed real promise for a couple of days but seems to have been met by a set-back. Last night he was crying when he tried to go potty. A few hours later he smelled like pee. This morning we took him in to see if he may have a bladder infection of some kind. Who knows. You would think with all the antibiotics his is taking that this would not be an issue.
Alix tried to stay home with a Migraine this morning with no luck because she had to drive Beau to the Vet, me to work, then to the bank for her Grandmother, then back here for me later today. That leaves her with little to no opportunity to have the still, cold, quiet, drugged time that she needs.
It's all just starting to wear us a little thin.
Reality has set in and I/we are broke. Broke, broke, broke. I was eyeing the change jar this morning wondering if it could help at all with rent. Rent week is always the hardest. We keep saying it, but we have got to buckle down on expenses. I think I am going to try to sell of the Motley Crue tickets we have in August and and possibly break diet for a while and eat a little cheaper for a couple of weeks. That should help a little. It would also be nice if I felt better and could add a few more hours to my work week. That would help a lot actually.
I go back to the Dr. tomorrow. The ear issues haven't gone away (even though I got a mini reprieve on Saturday) and I am at the point now where I shouldn't drive because I have a hard time following the lines and it makes me a little pukey. If I lay on my back and look at the ceiling, it spins. Yay!...NOT. My boss laughed at me this morning because I was having a hard time focusing on my monitor and I told him if he was just going to come down and pick on me that he was welcome to just stay down on his end of the office. There is a point where funny becomes mean and he crossed it this morning.
I am also a little sad that Beau Beau Kitty is not doing better with his feeding tube. He showed real promise for a couple of days but seems to have been met by a set-back. Last night he was crying when he tried to go potty. A few hours later he smelled like pee. This morning we took him in to see if he may have a bladder infection of some kind. Who knows. You would think with all the antibiotics his is taking that this would not be an issue.
Alix tried to stay home with a Migraine this morning with no luck because she had to drive Beau to the Vet, me to work, then to the bank for her Grandmother, then back here for me later today. That leaves her with little to no opportunity to have the still, cold, quiet, drugged time that she needs.
It's all just starting to wear us a little thin.