That is what I would put a picture of right here with this post if I had one. It’s like all the stress I have been going through the last few weeks came to the surface yesterday.

Kevin went out of town….again, not just for one night but for two. This means two days of playing single parent…again, and trying to handle everything that goes wrong by myself….again, because after all, what can he solve over the phone? Every time he goes out of town something bad happends.

Lets start with the dogs.

Last week, Jane had her seizure, this week Sara got bit by something so her jaw was swollen the first day, the second day when we came home her eye was swollen shut. It’s a damn good thing she didnt’ try to eat what ever it was she was getting bit by. She ate my shoe, literally ate the leather. Usually she takes on outside and leaves it in the yard, but not this time.

The kids,

This is where it went to shit. I was at work yesterday and I got a call from the nurse at the boys school. Apparently Wesley had had an accident in his pants and the nurse didn’t have any clothes he could borrow. Already stressed by their bad attitude that arises every time Keving goes out of town, I had to go to K-mart, (gas on the way because I was on empty) buy him some shorts ($4 clearance. can’t beat that) and new underware, take them to the school, he was so embarrassed he didn’t want to go back to class. I took him to work with me.

After school we went to pick up Jacob. He immediately started to cry and when I asked him what was wrong he said he couldnt’ tell me because I would get mad at him. He thought I was going to get mad at him because no one wanted to play with him and his friend in the after school program said he wasn’t his friend anymore. WTF??

The accident has happend twice this year, and I have no clue why and I have no idea why Jacob is so sad at school.

The husband-

We had a huge fight via cell phone and then on messenger. I am mentally and emotionally exausted with trying to explain to him that all these kids want is a dad who is there, and all I want is a husband who is there. I feel like i’m married to my friggen cell phone. He just doesn’t seem to get it. I think he spent so much time out there on the road that he forgot how to be a part of a functioning unit.

Me-

Generic wellbutrin doesn’t work for shit. My doctor is going to love to hear that. I need a hobby or something that is just mine with no-one else to share it with. I have started getting up at 5 and doing the treadmill for half an hour, but by the end of the day i’m exhausted. I deal with other people all day, and then I go and pick up the kids and deal with their issues while trying to be positive, and then we go home. I cook, then I have homework. I’m tired.