(purging because I'm tired of carrying it around.)
-Emma's preschool director is a passive aggressive, old hag. I had an issue with her the first week of school, and she took it out on me last week (vindictive much?) by "cancelling" Emma's spot for subsequent summer/fall classes. This fucked my entire world up, because I was already enrolled in summer/fall classes, and now I have to find a new school for her soon, before spots fill up, as well as figuring out what to do with her for the rest of this month. Plus also, I was at a locked in rate at her old school, which was $100 less (per month) than what I'm going to have to pay elsewhere. I could go on. I'll stop there. HAG.
-Ok, jk, I'm not stopping here. I was supposed to be done with school in Dec, but I cannot make my schedule work, and now I gotta stick around until May. I'm so tired, you guys. I want to quit, and run away. Bryan's job has offered him multiple positions in other (COASTAL) states, and he's had to turn them down because I'm stuck here til I graduate.
-I'm sick. Allergies suck, y'all.
-We went to Central Market (our grocery store) for dinner, and while waiting in line to order at the café, Emma threw up all over herself and the floor. :( I cleaned her up while Bryan grabbed sushi to go, and then when we got home Bryan threw up.
-Emma has been really upset lately because she doesn't have a sibling. Bryan and I decided a long time ago that we weren't going to have anymore kids, for several reasons, and we still feel that way, but right now I have a lot of mom guilt regarding the subject.
-I just ate my emotions, in the form of chocolate cake. I don't feel better, and now I want to cry.
So, yeah.
(I'm still smiling, that has to count for something, yes?)