I have not been blogging much and when I do I don't say much. Just know that I am ---> <--- this close to taking a fuckitol pill and throwing my hands up. I am getting a wee bit tired of trying to stay sane.
Today I went to my mailbox and my weekly check was not there like it usually is on Friday. I have less than a quarter tank of gas and had plans to attend a baby shower, 2 birthday parties and to go on campus to study some techniques. All that has been thrown in the trash.
I want to cry, but it won't do me no good.
Next blog entry will be positive.