On of THOSE weeks. Or months. Or something

[valarltd]

The bright spot was milk and cookies from Elisa. Thanks, doll.

Two weeks ago was a rough week at work.
Last week was a little tough.
Then the storm hit and everything went to hell.
I'm ready to call it a week.

As of today:
My oldest child has been bad about her meds and is back with her controlling asshat of a boyfriend. (I can be miserable with him, or I can be miserable without him)

My oldest boy looks like a minature Marlon Brando in The Godfather. He has a drain in his gum and is higher than a kite on oxycodone

My younger boy has a bad sunburn over most of his face and arms

My baby got sent home for headlice (first time in 2 years) yesterday and has bruises. Field day was awful. Her class came in last in all the events.

I have so many bruises it looks like someone has beaten me about the legs with a stick. I'm under stress and have chewed my cuticles until I have three infected fingers. The money I needed for Hypericon book orders has gone to buying chainsaws.

My car is in the shop, needing a radiator and bumper. Mudd's car needs a $400 repair to keep the warrenty on it. (and no, the repair is not covered)

We're broke. We should have a grand, and we are broke broke broke.

Time to blow up the world or something. It's a good night to write post-apoc, if only to remind myself it could always be worse.

Comments

[moons-storm.livejournal.com]

It's never just one thing, is it? I hope things work out for you soon, that things look up.

[celestinenox]

Here, have an internet hug on me. ::hugs::

[jlm121.livejournal.com]

my love to you and the crew. You'll get through this just doesn't feel like it when you're going through it.