Sigh
a minx? anyways...
SO tomorrow we close on the house-whoopee! I really am excited I'm just so damn tired it's not even funny. Work absolutely sucks. I knew things wouldn't stay good for too long. Last week they put me in a new classroom with new teachers and new kids. All was well. I had 4 year olds. What a great age. They don't wear diapers and they don't need help going to the bathroom. Plus--they're always busy doing something. Extreme bliss. However, it all came crashing down when they woman who replaced me in the 2 year old room "had a nervous breakdown" and cried for half an hour in the bathroom. Whatthefuckever. Ok-this woman is like in her 50's and crying because she doesn't like 2-year olds. WTF? Maybe if I start crying and freaking out they'll send me back to 4's. Ugh.
I only work 1/2 a day tomorrow! HOLLA! I get to FINALLY go to the dr. and get my med.'s so I can feel normal again. Joe signs the papers around 2 and then all will be final. We will be moving everything in on Saturday and then drinking heavily when we're done. :)
Joe's parents are driving me insane. Ok-so yes, I know they're just trying to be helpful and make sure we're settled in and all that fun stuff-but AAAAAAAAAA! This will be MINE and JOE'S house-not Cindy and Mark's house. I tried to go wallpaper shopping with his mom and basically she picked out paint colors and such that she liked, without even asking my opinion, and then proceeded to tell me what I could and couldn't decorate with. Once again, I know she's trying to be helpful, but it's like it doesn't even matter what I think. Arg. And on top of everythingelse, JOE HASN'T EVEN STARTED TO FUCKING PACK. Too much stress.
Oh well. Hopefully everything will fall into place and work out and I will be able to unwind. Until then-try not to piss me off.