This nervous twitch is getting worse. My title to this post is indicative of that. I didn’t know what title to give this post, and I just spazzed, and that’s what came out…along with me turning on some other weird screen.
So that’s what will stay.
I see the doctor in an hour. I don’t know what to say or expect or what I even want out of it. I don’t want meds. I’m worried she’s going to prescribe meds. I don’t know…maybe I do need meds. Just feels like another failure if I do.
Doesn’t help that it looks like the amazing housekeeper I found quit after one day. Family emergency….who knows…
So, place is a disaster, and I’ve got a friend trying to ‘motivate’ me to do more and I just want to smack her.
DH was sweet the other night and actually asked “What can I do to help?” Huh..nice..my reply was ‘everything’. He’s made a better attempt at cleaning the kitchen, but he has his own issues….which is just more added to my plate.
Maybe I just need to write and write and write…but one can only write so much.
My mom called…fun…just a matter of time…and I know I can`t handle her this time…not at all
Friend is getting under my skin..stop asking me questions I have no answers to! fuck..if I knew what I wanted or hoped for i wouldn`t feel so fucking frustrated.
Thank god the tv decided to turn itself back on (it`s been dead for over a week! Resurrected itself last night..died a bit..then came back on this morning) just in time to babysit my daughter.
Another thing to make me feel like shit…I`m using tv to distract her so I can do stuff on the computer…sigh..
My head hurts…
Oh lovely..now she`s just telling me to get my shit together and essentially stop bitching and just do what I need to do and cut the other crap.