Tuesday, August 2, 2016

Monday..

August 1, 2016....


   I am actually writing on the 2nd as I just noticed it is almost 1. I went in late for work today and have to go in late tomorrow or not at all as I have to figure out how I'm gonna get my prescription
I am completely out of my Zoloft and it's giving me great stress. I keep telling myself to breath
everything will be just fine.
    I'm completely out of money and don't know when I'm gonna get the child support. I have been
getting it on Tuesday but because I desperately need it, I don't have a single call from them today.
So depressing. We are also about out of food. I am not sure what to do for dinner tomorrow but as
T says "That's when you get creative". Tomorrow I think I'll try something with hamburger and
potatoes. Maybe I can stop at my moms house and pick up some cheese on the way home from K's appointment. Either way I really am gonna have to be creative because I am out of all starches except a few potatoes. I made two different boxes of pasta today so they could have their
pick and still get something in their stomachs. I'm still hungry so they probably are too.
    I don't like being broke but I'm trying to remain optimistic that something will happen to turn things around for us.
    August already.  Hot as can be today just as it's been for weeks now. I love summer and it makes me sad that I can't tolerate the high temperatures because I sure like to be warm. School will be starting back up soon. So far I have bought J a binder, a folder, and a shirt. Big spender, ya that's me.
Wish I had money to take her to the mall and let her shop and be all spoiled, but I so don't. Maybe in another lifetime.
    Things are good for me and my love. He is out of town for work in Moab this week. (He is also working in another city but can't remember what that one was called.. Lola or something)  Bless him working in the heat day after day. I couldn't do it. Although I complain on a daily basis about being cold my whole day at work and then coming home and being cold again, he would probably rather be sitting cold in an office all day rather than burning up, but he gets to travel, make the big bucks, and see the world go on while he works. I'm very proud of him. He has a really cool job.

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