Okay, I pride myself on my sense of optimism and working through some very challenging times with chin up.
Today just wasn't one of those days.
Started out okay...no work, no camp for Simone (Tues/Thurs session starts next week), so we stayed in pj's all morning playing games and delighting at a fierce thunderstorm -- hail and all.
Then I had to get ready for Michelle's arrival home for the weekend. Unexpected 'cause the schoolbus wasn't able to get a ferry reservation during this insanely busy time, so all my help has other commitments, except for my best gal who was able to come tonight.
Thank goodness for that, as the washing machine broke and flooded the basement. Four beach towels, two sponge mops, and four rolls of paper towels later the mess was cleaned up, but the machine remains full to the brim with water and the washed clothes. Someone coming tomorrow to hopefully fix -- yay!
I've been as patient as humanly possible in approaching the final stages of my divorce. Now I've waited over a month for the money from the sale of our house to pay off our debt to the IRS (need I say more about the reason I filed for divorce? How about the fact that he hasn't seen Michelle in six weeks?). He's owed me for one of her non-insured seizure medications for a year. This is craziness. Insanity.
Just tired and crabby and sad that there's no time for me today -- and a little worried about caring for Michelle solo for the next couple days. I hear the ragged breathing of my not-so-little-anymore angel on the monitor...oh, how I wish her hospital bed (a narrow twin) could accommodate me. I'd hold her all night.
Thanks, guys. Just needed to vent. My best course now is to hit the hay and hope for a sound sleep. Nice to know I always have my friends here!!! (Now THAT'S something to be grateful for!)





