Stressy depressy

 I need a break from life.

I am Hella stressed and everyday it gets worse and worse. I spent 13 and a half hours at the hospital with Mar yesterday, missed work, missed the time after work when I try to make a small dent in the hellhole that is my messy house. 

Got up today and went to Truro to run a few fun errands then right to work. It was "black friday" today so 2 salesmen and I were there until 10. Yet another lack of evening to work at the mess. The mess is EXACTLY as I left it with the added bonus of the dogs free to do whatever all afternoon because noone watched them or, acknowledging they were not watching them, put them in the kennel. 

I'm just so frustrated! 

My friend Mel is bringing a friend over Sunday and I'm going to pay the friend to help clean. I don't even want to do that at this point. What's the point. Noone else here seems to care at all.

Wah wah wah negative Nancy here.

Let's call it a hiatus

 It's been awhile.

Today was my first day back to work after a health hiatus. Maybe my gallbladder, hospital certainly didn't care enough to tell me in the end. 

Crocheting something that may become a hat.

Watching Georgia and Ginny.

Heading to truro in the am then WERK. 

Payday tomorrow. Broke by lunch. 

Ahhhh the life of working full time.

I'm a Sporadic Blogger.

It's Saturday. I like Saturdays, believe it or not.

Samara had Evan over for the night.

Rory is chilling naked on the floor. (He is watching them play Donkey Kong).

Donavan is watching the kids too and being very quiet... amazingly enough.

I am waiting for Kevin to get up so I can go back to bed.... Or not.

Well, Rory wants up so.

the end.

Maybe I just Like to Start Blogs?

Christmas is coming very fast. I am almost ready, just a couple more things to buy. Next year I am buying all year, I swear. It seems weird to spend all extra and not so extra money this one month a year buying what? All of the stuff I didnt buy the kids all year becuase they didnt need it.

Time to start thinking about new year's resolutions. This year I will lose weight and not be such a consumer... And plan on having sex at least once a week. Lets face it, Kev is deprived, poor guy.

Baby is sleeping, now I think it's my turn.

Night world.