Prayers up. Feel free to vent, that's what we're for. Just think, less than three months to Shootmoot!
Thanks, chica.
Long story short...
I get home after a long stressful day, bathe the kids, feed them, entertain them, (finally) get out of my work clothes, clean up the kitchen, wrestle kids to bed, etc.
My mom locks herself in her room (to "recover" she says) the whole time I'm running around. I get settled in, to unwind a bit and discover I still need to go out and get milk. *sigh*
I ask my mom why she couldn't let me know when I called earlier that we needed milk and her response is "You made coffee this morning. Why didn't ~you~ notice?"
She goes on and on about how ~exhausted~ she is and how she's going to have a nervous breakdown, etc. It's like she doesn't stop and realize that I am supporting this household by myself and I don't have the luxury of being "off the clock" nights and weekends.
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