FML POST
I woke up this morning after a night of feverish tossing and turning to find my glasses were broken. My mom is basically angry that I am angry over the loss of my glasses and my subsequent reduced mobility and has decided that if I am going to spend my one day off this week "pouting" over the fact that my glasses are broken, then I need to find a new place to live.
Top this off with the fact that my mom also recently decided I should have her german shepherd/rottie puppy and that my cat will be moving with me, and picture my capacity to find living space in Winnipeg that will allow these two to go wih me and I'm probably basically going to be homeless in a month.
Everytime I turn around it's something new. And I've had three colds in the last three weeks. And I have to call in sick to work tomorrow to find buy new glasses.
Did I mention my perscription is six years old?
Top this off with the fact that my mom also recently decided I should have her german shepherd/rottie puppy and that my cat will be moving with me, and picture my capacity to find living space in Winnipeg that will allow these two to go wih me and I'm probably basically going to be homeless in a month.
Everytime I turn around it's something new. And I've had three colds in the last three weeks. And I have to call in sick to work tomorrow to find buy new glasses.
Did I mention my perscription is six years old?