In through the nose, out through the mouth
Friday has come and almost gone. Stress level is at British Racing Green which is just enough to keep my abnormally low blood pressure at normal levels. Not headache inducing, but just a hazy presence looking over my shoulder which is kind of creepy if you think about it.
Jude is settling in. Zoe has asserted herself and banned him from my bedroom. So long as he stays out of my room, she doesn't hiss and/or act as if she wants to cause Jude bodily harm. She's currently cuddled up on my bed. Jude is annoying Jake in the living room.
Mike's car is on its last legs - tires - whatever. The ex wants me to take it in to see Bob, but frankly I don't have the money to fix his car. New problem is how do they get back and forth to school without me having to get up at the ass crack of dawn to take them and then how do they get home again? I'm going to have to take it to Bob whether I like it or not. Oh well.
The weekend has started out fairly satisfactorily. I've got the storage unit down to one more car load. So long as I have it out by Sunday I won't have to pay for another month. I had the minions take the stuff directly downstairs instead of piling it up in the living room. I tell myself I'll go through and sort the stuff, but the reality is it's been in a storage unit for over six months and I didn't miss it. I'm not going to go through it so it doesn't need to be cluttering up my pretty living room.
Laundry tomorrow at the laundromat because its faster. Groceries and bill paying then the rest of the weekend is mine to do with as I will. The kids are home, but they're at an age where they don't want to be around me anyway. Hell, I may even clean something. Really go hog wild. Watch out, soap scum, here I come!
Jude is settling in. Zoe has asserted herself and banned him from my bedroom. So long as he stays out of my room, she doesn't hiss and/or act as if she wants to cause Jude bodily harm. She's currently cuddled up on my bed. Jude is annoying Jake in the living room.
Mike's car is on its last legs - tires - whatever. The ex wants me to take it in to see Bob, but frankly I don't have the money to fix his car. New problem is how do they get back and forth to school without me having to get up at the ass crack of dawn to take them and then how do they get home again? I'm going to have to take it to Bob whether I like it or not. Oh well.
The weekend has started out fairly satisfactorily. I've got the storage unit down to one more car load. So long as I have it out by Sunday I won't have to pay for another month. I had the minions take the stuff directly downstairs instead of piling it up in the living room. I tell myself I'll go through and sort the stuff, but the reality is it's been in a storage unit for over six months and I didn't miss it. I'm not going to go through it so it doesn't need to be cluttering up my pretty living room.
Laundry tomorrow at the laundromat because its faster. Groceries and bill paying then the rest of the weekend is mine to do with as I will. The kids are home, but they're at an age where they don't want to be around me anyway. Hell, I may even clean something. Really go hog wild. Watch out, soap scum, here I come!