I left my yummy coffee at home this morning.
It POURED my entire drive to work. So much so that I thought I might float away or be plowed into by a giant SUV. I have a hard time not panicking when driving in the rain.
I am into my first day of a new work schedule - 7:00 to 5:00, Monday thru Thursday. I kept waking up in the middle of the night thinking that I was running late and needed to get up and get ready. I am SLEEPY today.
We have just enough money in our bank account to buy diapers and milk until Thursday. Our medical bills are making things so tight for us and we are really feeling it this month.
Todd tore something in his foot over the weekend on a hunting trip. He could have done the same thing while mowing the grass so it's not really a hunting injury. But it seems kind of serious and I'm trying not to worry about the prospect of surgery.
I'm struggling with some of the same old crap. Enough said.
Sometimes I feel like I'm being picked on. Or that I can't catch a break. Everything feels so hard and I wonder why life always seems to pile one thing on top of another.
I'm feeling lonely. Discouraged. Angry. Disappointed. Sad.
And it's a Monday.