Tuesday..

  March 8, 2016..




    It's my loves birthday in two days. I know what to get him but have no idea what to do for his birthday.  I'll think we will celebrate on the weekend when we aren't bothered with work. I will make him a cake and get him ice cream but it doesn't compare with what he did for me for my birthday.  I need to think of something fabulous!
    Hate today. Feeling sick again.  I'm sick of being sick.  I want to not be sick.  I wish I could erase the last relationship except for my lovely daughter. I used to not be broken.  I used to be whole and mellow and sane. Now I'm a raving lunatic.
    The house is stressful as ever. Don't think it will end in my lifetime, of course I pray for death frequently.  Never fear though God doesn't want me either so I'm stuck here waiting to see his plan. I don't like waiting I'm not a patient person.  The year is flying right by and I can't believe we are already into March.  Wow!  School will be out before we know it and the girl can be away from her horrid teacher. Yay!!
  Work is work what can I say.  Taking on a new call type and still trying to get used to it. Calling outbound isn't easy for me but a challenge isn't a bad thing either. My life.  I feel I live in a giant soap opera lately, only I'm just in the audience watching with no control over the drama or outcome.