I had a terrible terrible terrible day yesterday. I didn’t sleep Tuesday night. I had planned to sleep yesterday while Angelina was at school. Only problem – I got a phone call at 9:30 that she was scratching and couldn’t stop, and she tells me she has a cough and needs to go to the dr. So, I got in the shower, planning to take her cream to the school and put it on her. Got a call from David while I was in the shower. Ang’s teacher had called and said that she thought Angelina was just trying to get out of doing her work. David’s opinion is that I not go get Ang and take her out of school. So, I went to the school with the cream. She didn’t want it. I told her I wasn’t taking her home and that there wasn’t anything more that I could do for her at home but to put the cream on her. So, she said ok. Took one little dot and put it on one of her knuckles and said she was ok. Continue reading What the HELL was I thinking? O, right. I wasn’t thinking.
I hate feeling like this. Although I’m not ever really very specific on what this is. This changes from day to day. Today this is physical. I am making myself physically ill with so much stress and worry, and I’m not sleeping right. I either sleep too much at the wrong times, or not at all when I should be. And for whatever reason, when I feel this way I always seem to be drawn to my budget, I guess hoping that something has changed. Continue reading Paralyzed