my cool. it's waaaay over there.
I'm fucking LIVID. fucking idiots who aren't parents giving my child a fruit drink that they forgot had JD in it. "Oh, it wasn't that much...." meaning not much JD in the gallon-sized container of blueberries and mangoes. And we find out later that there were FIVE SHOTS of JD, which may not seem like a lot to a grown woman, but when you're 26 pounds soaked, it's a hell of a lot, even if it was diluted as much as it was.
The boy just vomited all over himself and the bed. for the first time in his life.
It's 9:45. I haven't had dinner and my blood sugar is non-existent, meaning my coping skills are also non-existent. I was in the middle of cooking dinner and cooking lunch for tomorrow's picnic when it happened. Now not only have we not had dinner (N and me), but we're dead tired. It's nearly 10pm. We now have laundry to do tonight.
AND N CAN'T TAKE TOMORROW OFF WORK.
FML x eleventy billion.
Fire child has been screaming for 25 minutes now. he's being tortured with a shower instead of a bath, in case he throws up again. It's all in his hair, too, and he hates having his hair washed.
Fucking twenty-something bint. I could wring her fucking neck.
The boy just vomited all over himself and the bed. for the first time in his life.
It's 9:45. I haven't had dinner and my blood sugar is non-existent, meaning my coping skills are also non-existent. I was in the middle of cooking dinner and cooking lunch for tomorrow's picnic when it happened. Now not only have we not had dinner (N and me), but we're dead tired. It's nearly 10pm. We now have laundry to do tonight.
AND N CAN'T TAKE TOMORROW OFF WORK.
FML x eleventy billion.
Fire child has been screaming for 25 minutes now. he's being tortured with a shower instead of a bath, in case he throws up again. It's all in his hair, too, and he hates having his hair washed.
Fucking twenty-something bint. I could wring her fucking neck.