Jun 26, 2008 14:07
Hey,
I'm in a bad mood. I hate days that seem to just not let up. I'm not leaving the house!
Today I had a fun playgroup thing with Joshua, but it was outside with no nearby walls- what does that mean for a 22month old boy- running time. I tripped and scrapped myself all over, and got a cut on my hand- sucks because it's not major so you don't want to say anything, but the fucking exposed skin hurts! I'm a cry baby.
And no one apparently saw the big fat woman falling on the playground, not even her friends. Honestly- these women would have said something nice. But It was weird. I got up and continued to run after Joshua.
My mother decided that she had no time for people who were in pain, and at the store decided she needed to walk fast. She has this thing about 'no one is allowed to be in pain unless they have a note from their doctor and is in a cast'. POOO.
I got some house paintbrushes for Joshua, I couldn't find at the dollar store some fun artistic brushes. I will need to make a run for a store that carries these. Though I got taco spice for .50 a packet. Sigh. So much for never buying food at a dollar store.
We got tires FINALLY on our car. which is nice. Josh is sleeping for now. But as I type this he is feeling the vibe of me saying 'he is asleep' and will wake up. :P
I hate being in pain. I thought my pain in the back was finally going away- but then I freaking fall. Stupid fat woman I am. I have a 18 year plan to lose weight. 1 pound a month. Maybe THIS time I can stick to it. :P