It's 9:44 am and already my day is full!
Let's start with last night/this morning. I dreamt Jeremy died, and I was at his funeral. No details, let's just say the dream was vivid and scared the shit out of me. I woke up with the crusty tear face, and sobbing. I want nothing more at this moment to go take him out of school and love him until he pops.
Then, on my way out the door, I got a call from Megan's father. There is a looong history regarding her father, but that's not the point. It seems that Megan's sister's husband (Megan's sister Misty and her husband Ben have 'temporary custody' of Megan's little sister Madeline) (oh god, it's one of those stories) called him to tell him that Megan's mother was conviceted of molesting Madeline. Untrue, lies, lies lies. So now he's up in arms. (I wish I had time to type out THAT whole story). So I was half an hour late to work for calming him down.
Now at work, I log into m gmail and see my response to my request to join
badparents. I followed the rules, and they chose not to let me in. I wonder why?
And now I'm at work and Tony the bossman is losing messages, and I'm calling random numbers from his cell phone to find out who called about what.
I am amazingly in a mellow mood.
Not bad for being awake 3 hours huh?