FRIDAY POSTING
Yesterday, Rebecca stayed home from school. I was too rushed to argue
and she did feel somewhat warm. Though she just got out of bed so
that could have been the reason. Also she had been sitting in front
of the heater ( I use to put my forhead up against a light bulb so
when I wanted to stay home from school my muther would touch my
forhead and say "omg.....you are burning up!! Get back in bed, you
poor thing!!" )
So, anyway Rebecca stayed home. I asked that she clean the house if
possible, do the laundry & maybe vacuum.
So, I get home and she shows me my closet - I scream "omg - I have a
floor!!"
Everything was folded and stacked up on the shelf.The beds were made,
dishes done and everything put in it's place, so I thought til the
morning when I wanted to get dressed.
First though I was kicked in the face........
Girls fight ALL the time. Say one nasty word and they are at each
other. Dare to look cross eyed and they are at each other.....dare to
even ask to borrow something and they are at each other.....
They don't fight over who gets the front seat in the car- which I
find rather wonderful. Rachel always gets the front seat......
So, Beck said "something" to Rachel and Rachel went after Becky who
was laying on the couch in the living room. I step in to get between
them because Rach had the advantage of standing over Beck and yanking
on limbs....., not good.
Didn't last long. Rach is stronger and I couldn't budge her. Get a
foot in my face and my nose burns, glasses come off.

*&^%%$#@@%^**(()
((*&^^%$$#$####$%^^&^&&&^%%$#@@%^&&*** sooooooo pissed.
Go in the bathroom and my glasses are screwed up, nose & lip have
cuts.......
Rach has no remorse and says "you shouldn't have gotten in the way"
Becky is sweet and says "sorry mommy"......
I call my friend and start crying and she ask what is it that upsets
me the most????? My glasses.....I guess I can walk with my head
tilted?? She looks at the positive and says "you probably wanted to
get rid of those glasses anyway??" I guess.........didn't really need
to get kicked in the face to do it, I have medical coverage you
know...;0)
So, I feel better and we hang up. I bent the glasses back so they
aren't too lopsided and will go into an optical shop and try and
straighten them out in a second.
Get up this morning and go look for my black skirt. Can't find it.
Get a chair and look up on the shelf....can't find it. I look for 20
minutes and am now late....so I start pulling piles down and start
whining....."I can't find any clothes......!!" I look all over the
apartment and find 1 shoes behind the couch and another shoe under a
bed and the iron up in the kitchen cabinet. This is how Beck
cleans.....she shoves til she can't shove anymore.
I decided to wear jeans and can't find a blouse - so I grab a black
turtleneck. Now I need the hair straightener and Beck doesn't know
where it is so I go searching again and ask Rachel. She says "it is
over there" and points to a pile. So I dig.....and dig and dang she
is right! So, I do my hair and we are running late.....
Now , I dress Gaby and she wants to play with her horses and I get
ticked and say "I don't have time for this!!!!" The night before
after the kick in the face Beck was showing Gaby how horses gave
birth. It was very educational. The big horse was Mom and the tiny
horses were babies ... (suppose to be a horse)

.and Beck raised the tail and out came the
babies. Beck even did sound affects. I said "that is worth 5 years of
counseling for Gaby."
I finally get Gaby dressed and we head out for the car. She doesn't
want to go to the sitters - she wants to go to Papa's (my ex - not
her dad---->long story - lol) I say no that today we need to go to
Ambers -so we drive the 10 miles in no time and even run through the
drive thru at McDonalds because she wants a toy.
We arrive at the sitters and she goes in , takes off her coat and
sits down but when I start saying good bye she gets up and holds onto
my leg - crying. Now I feel bad and hug her for a few minutes.Finally
pry her loose and leave - feel horrid.
Decide not to go the freeway because of rush hour. Stop at Starbucks
and grab a venti & sandwich.....have 40 minutes to get to work.
Traffic is fine until I get 5 miles from the downtown area - backed
up, at a crawl. Decide to take the back roads

and while listening to
the radio they say there had been an accident and it was almost
cleared up. Now I have 20 minutes to get to work and I wind through
side streets behind a wide *** truck. Pissed.....slow and I can't
munch on anything because I already ate the sandwich.....
Amazed I arrived at work on time - just soooooo happy it is Friady!