Stop the world, I want to get off!!!!!
So I guess I should update about my week-end at some point. Seeing Curse of the Were-Rabbit with the kids, going to McVeigh's, going to Savage, etc.
But right now I have more pressing matters at hand.
On top of being stressed out the wazoo about this eviction, and trying to finish my letter to the co-op stating why I'm challenging the decision, I now have to deal with Children's Aid again. They have a litany of complaints a fucking page long, courtesy of Mary Jane, Dylan's grandmother. Someone from CAS is coming to see me tomorrow morning to read me the list of complaints, and discuss them. My life is just one unending fucking nightmare of shit being shoved down my throat.
Anyway, can't post anymore now, I need to go to my mom's to make about a hundred phone calls, and to finish that damn letter.
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But right now I have more pressing matters at hand.
On top of being stressed out the wazoo about this eviction, and trying to finish my letter to the co-op stating why I'm challenging the decision, I now have to deal with Children's Aid again. They have a litany of complaints a fucking page long, courtesy of Mary Jane, Dylan's grandmother. Someone from CAS is coming to see me tomorrow morning to read me the list of complaints, and discuss them. My life is just one unending fucking nightmare of shit being shoved down my throat.
Anyway, can't post anymore now, I need to go to my mom's to make about a hundred phone calls, and to finish that damn letter.
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