Good Morning everyone. It's been ONE OF THOSE MORNINGS... already.

It started out yesterday, afternoon to be exact, around 4 PM.. only I didn't know it until it was too late. See... with Steven being ill, he isn't working, so I am not getting any support from him at all. This whole year, I have only gotten 530 dollars from him in support for the girls. The last was in August. It's November now. So that is one issue. I am trying not to complain, he is ill. So, if he can't help out finanically, the least I need is some time off every now and then. Well, issue #2, with him taking his treatments, he is physically weak and fatigued all the time. He has problems taking the girls for more than a few hours at a time. I MIGHT get one night a week off.... but usually, I have to pick them up that night, and bring them home and put them to bed myself. So... I really look forward to that one night a week, were I am not driving, I am not working and I am not stuck in my apartment taking care of the girls. I love them... but I am drained when it comes to being a responsible mom. Last night was supposed to have been my 3 hour break for the week. Steven said he would pick up the girls. His truck is not working right, so I had to beg him to do that... or else it would take an extra 40 minutes or so for me to go pick them up and take them to his place. Well... I had a feeling I should have called daycare... but I didn't. I tried calling Steven's cell phone to make sure he was picking up the girls.. but I just got voice mail. Second time it went straight to voice mail in a couple of days. In Hindsight.. I am thinking he had his phone shut off.. but not sure, didn't ask. Well.. I do have time to get to my friend Alan's place last night... he is making me dinner... baking me some bread... and we are going to watch The King and I... I talked him into buying the collection of Rodgers and Hammerstein musicals.. We have a nice spaghetti dinner with some wine.. no bread yet cause it's still baking.. and we sit down to watch the movie... at about 6 we decided to get up and he is going to make me a chocolate souflee... I have never had one, and so finally he is going to make one for me. Together we whip it up.. and place it in the oven, and my phone rings. It's about 6:15. Girls are still at daycare, I am going to be charged for late fees... yada yada yada.. So I grab my shoes and purse and run out the door.. I am at least 20 minutes away... I'm upset, I'm being selfish... because my night is ruined.. and to top it off.. I have to pay $40 dollars in late fees.
I get there... Hannah and Megan are a little upset... questioning me why Daddy didn't pick them up, saying that I WAS late.... etc.. doesn't help my mood. I run through McDonalds.. pick them up some dinner.. and when I get to my apartment.. Steven is waiting for me. Seems... he left at 5:15.. plenty of time to drive up to pick up the girls.. but unfortunately, around 4:00 PM... a van exploded on NW Expressway, and a man died, and they shut down the highway. My ex thinks this is the ONLY FREAKIN ROAD that he can take to get to the girls. (OK.. so he has only lived on this side of town for about 3 months) and he didn't have his phone on him.. and he doesn't have my number in his wallet... and he had NO WAY of letting me know.. and he wonders how I got there before him (I never hit that road except to cross it to get to daycare so I missed the whole incident) etc etc etc. Whatever.. I am upset, I now have to PAY late fees... My one night to see Alan in two weeks is screwed up... and the girls were upset cause I was upset with their dad. I just hate having to deal with things that are out of my control. Had I known, I would have picked them up earlier. Sigh...
So this morning.... its my same old fight with the girls. I get up at 6:20... get the girls up... I lay out their clothes on their bed.. tell them I am going to take a shower, please get up and get dressed. This is ALL they have to do, take off their night clothes, put on the clothes I lay out. Get a pair of socks out of their sock drawer and put them on, put their shoes on that are in the closet, brush their teeth and bring me the brush and a rubberband so I can pull back their hair. 5 Minutes, 10 minutes TOPS. Instead, I take my shower, I get out, Hannah is STILL using the bathroom (been on the pot the whole time I take my shower, every single DAY) Megan is still in bed, I yell at them to get up and get dressed. They bicker and fight amongst themselves... I yell... Megan gets her shirt and pants on.. I tell her to go get her socks and shoes... Hannah needs help unbuttoning her jeans... I help.. I turn back to finish drying my hair (I take a shower, I brush my teeth, I put on my makeup, dry my hair, get dressed, and I'm ready to go in 30 minutes). 4 minutes later I look out and Hannah is JUST NOW putting her first leg in her pants. I take away her stuffed animal and her doll.. charge into the bedroom and yell for megan.. she pokes her head out of her closet, and her pants are OFF and she is trying to put on white HOSE. I yell at Megan. I finish getting dressed... Hannah is brushing her teeth and I brush her hair. She is finally ready, shoes on, clothes on etc. I tell her to go gather her school things. Megan has her pants on.. has her tennis shoes (not the ones I told her to get) and a pair of socks. I tell her to put them on. I look at her once.. and she has her left sock on, trying to get her right one on. I go to the kitchen to get some milk to take to work.. look back at megan.. and her Left Sock is OFF and her right one is ON.. I yell at her again.. she tries to put on her shoe on the foot with no sock... I yell at her again... I finish getting my stuff together... and look at her and BOTHS SOCKS ARE OFF... I lose it... I pick her up and I spank her bottom. Hannah decides to go turn out all the lights without me having to ask for a change... I am telling her I am leaving... I turn around.. and Megan STILL doesn't have her socks on... so I have to do it. I am trying hard to control myself, when all I want to do is throw her out the freakin' window. How HARD is it... to put on socks???????? And this is EVERY DAY. Today was a little worse, but I mean.. its something I have to deal with every freakin day..... and after last night... I was in no mood.. I just sat down and started crying this morning... wondering why God has to test me so damn much.
Anyway.. at least I didn't have to fight idiots in traffic today like I had to yesterday.... I paid half the late fee this morning... and I will have to pay the other half tomorrow. I have 50 dollars to my name right now, I need to make sure the girls have food this weekend. I sat aside 200 to buy Christmas Presents for them... and now that will be down to 160 by Monday.
I am sorry I am whining... I know I have a great life with two great kids.. I am able to provide for them and keep them warm and happy... AND I am not the one with Cancer... so I should be very thankful.... I am just selfish sometimes... and I have my pity parties.. so I am SORRY..... THANK YOU.. for letting me vent... It really helps.
Anyway... I am going to get back to work.... I am thankful for this job... and I have to owe this to God Himself... and I am thankful that it's Friday, and I get to spend the new two days with the girls... So things are good... I just needed to feel sorry for myself some and cry. Thanks for letting me.
OK.. my next post won't be so bad nor so long.

I promise.