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As much as I hate those baby harnesses, I had to break down and buy one. Gracie HATES tummy time. Her poor little head is getting flat...so I bought a harness thinking, ok...I'll just have her in it all day, except for when she sleeps. So far so good.
So Michael and I aren't talking anymore. Sometimes I think him and I are too much alike and that's why every couple of years we butt heads and just stop talking for a long period of time. I started getting really annoyed really fast when he started calling me, "gay girl." Wow..I'm sorry that I won't date you..but that doesn't make me gay. Back when I was pregnant I started cutting everyone out of my life that did drugs even if they just smoked weed. It's not something I want my child to be around, period. I made an exception for him, which was stupid. Here lately he's been really prickish to me. On top of that this guy that I've been friends with for like...6 years or something..suddenly forgets my middle name and wants me to tell him what it is? The line sorta got drawn when he said while being high, "to be honest I can't even remember your daughters name right now." It's like, you have a kid. It's time to grow the fuck up and stop smoking weed. You feel like shit when you don't smoke it then obviously you have some issues you should work out. I hope he does go to jail. He claims he'll stop smoking then. I doubt he will, plus he will still have a job that pays nothing because who is going to higher someone who has a drug charge?? Someone who isn't going to pay you much, that's who. He needs to think of his kid and quit being a selfish ass!
My life isn't going so hot right now either. After spending all of this time resolving past school issues and then re-enrolling and spending days and days looking up and scheduling classes I'm going to have to drop out and find a dif job. That really great daycare that had all college grads working there, well it turns out the $100-$145 a week is already based on income. So regardless of the fact that I make $7 an hour I am to pay $400 or more a month for child care. Obviously I should have taken the $9.62 an hour job and just sucked it up. My mom is having a fit because I said I was just going to apply for TANF...if I do that Paul gets involved, but fuck it. He should be involved financially and financially only. Once I get approved my name will be at the top of the casey list...which means daycare almost immediately. My mom is being really naive about the daycare situation. She thinks I'm being dramatic when I say the wait for casey is months and months. I wish I was being dramatic about that, but it really is like that.
So Michael and I aren't talking anymore. Sometimes I think him and I are too much alike and that's why every couple of years we butt heads and just stop talking for a long period of time. I started getting really annoyed really fast when he started calling me, "gay girl." Wow..I'm sorry that I won't date you..but that doesn't make me gay. Back when I was pregnant I started cutting everyone out of my life that did drugs even if they just smoked weed. It's not something I want my child to be around, period. I made an exception for him, which was stupid. Here lately he's been really prickish to me. On top of that this guy that I've been friends with for like...6 years or something..suddenly forgets my middle name and wants me to tell him what it is? The line sorta got drawn when he said while being high, "to be honest I can't even remember your daughters name right now." It's like, you have a kid. It's time to grow the fuck up and stop smoking weed. You feel like shit when you don't smoke it then obviously you have some issues you should work out. I hope he does go to jail. He claims he'll stop smoking then. I doubt he will, plus he will still have a job that pays nothing because who is going to higher someone who has a drug charge?? Someone who isn't going to pay you much, that's who. He needs to think of his kid and quit being a selfish ass!
My life isn't going so hot right now either. After spending all of this time resolving past school issues and then re-enrolling and spending days and days looking up and scheduling classes I'm going to have to drop out and find a dif job. That really great daycare that had all college grads working there, well it turns out the $100-$145 a week is already based on income. So regardless of the fact that I make $7 an hour I am to pay $400 or more a month for child care. Obviously I should have taken the $9.62 an hour job and just sucked it up. My mom is having a fit because I said I was just going to apply for TANF...if I do that Paul gets involved, but fuck it. He should be involved financially and financially only. Once I get approved my name will be at the top of the casey list...which means daycare almost immediately. My mom is being really naive about the daycare situation. She thinks I'm being dramatic when I say the wait for casey is months and months. I wish I was being dramatic about that, but it really is like that.