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I'm stressed out. Just very very stressed. Last night I overindulged in cookie dough and alcohol. I had been doing so well with my eating, now that's all I want to do is attack the kitchen. I'm fighting my head and trying to reason with myself, as I know that eating more is not going to get the weight off nor is it going to solve my problems. Not that there is anything I want to eat anyway.
I opened my availability at work. It is now open to any hour I can possibly work. Meaning that if I were to be scheduled every hour I'm available, Ulises and I would only see each other in our sleep and our short transition between him coming home and me leaving. Hailey would rarely see both parents together. I know it won't be often that I work on Sundays, as the only time I'm available then is after the store closes for floorsets, and that only happens maybe once a month if that. So we should be guaranteed to have Sundays together, at least after 3:30.
Father's day is almost here and I still don't have a gift, nor do I feel comfortable buying anything. Even though this was my highest paycheck yet, it has quite a way to go. I feel really bad. I will find something.
To change the subject, we wrote the neighbors above us a note asking if they could be a little less noisy. This morning I did wake up and hear them, but I don't think it was them that woke me up. Even so, I could barely hear footsteps and I could really notice a difference in how hard they opened and closed their dresser drawers. It made me smile. I was SO afraid of asking them to be quieter yet I was SO sick of being woken up at 5:30 every morning and not being able to go back to sleep. So hopefully they keep it up.
All in all, moving to Miami has now become an option. Actually, it may not even be an option, it may be our only hope and our last ditch effort to become a little more stable. I don't want to move there, I don't want to raise Hailey there. I don't feel safe there, but it may be what we need to do, at least temporarily.
I think I need to make some coffee.
I opened my availability at work. It is now open to any hour I can possibly work. Meaning that if I were to be scheduled every hour I'm available, Ulises and I would only see each other in our sleep and our short transition between him coming home and me leaving. Hailey would rarely see both parents together. I know it won't be often that I work on Sundays, as the only time I'm available then is after the store closes for floorsets, and that only happens maybe once a month if that. So we should be guaranteed to have Sundays together, at least after 3:30.
Father's day is almost here and I still don't have a gift, nor do I feel comfortable buying anything. Even though this was my highest paycheck yet, it has quite a way to go. I feel really bad. I will find something.
To change the subject, we wrote the neighbors above us a note asking if they could be a little less noisy. This morning I did wake up and hear them, but I don't think it was them that woke me up. Even so, I could barely hear footsteps and I could really notice a difference in how hard they opened and closed their dresser drawers. It made me smile. I was SO afraid of asking them to be quieter yet I was SO sick of being woken up at 5:30 every morning and not being able to go back to sleep. So hopefully they keep it up.
All in all, moving to Miami has now become an option. Actually, it may not even be an option, it may be our only hope and our last ditch effort to become a little more stable. I don't want to move there, I don't want to raise Hailey there. I don't feel safe there, but it may be what we need to do, at least temporarily.
I think I need to make some coffee.