It was a decent day. My daughter went to the lake with them, got ice cream and hung out. She brought her to my work and then we came home. I was kind of annoyed that she didn’t just bring her home after the lake because then my time at work was cut off. I wanted to stay past 7 because I wanted to make more money. I am glad that they took her for the day and she wasn’t just home by herself but I was quickly reminded what it’s like to have to rush from work and I didn’t like it.
The one girl that was supposed to come was at a birthday party and the closer was in a mess with her parents and they kicked her out and took the plates off her car. I definitely remember going through all that and I never will again. If you give someone the power to feed you, you always give them the power to starve you. Anyone can switch up on you at any time and you better be prepared for it.
I’ve since gotten her dropped off and cleaned up the house. It’s not as tidy as I’d like it but it’s much better. I’m not thrilled to have that kid spending the night but I also know that’s what my daughter wants and it’s her birthday. They better plan to sit the fuck down tonight because I’m tired and seriously not in the fucking mood for the noise and doors slamming. It’s completely unnecessary.
It’s hot, I was hot as balls yesterday too. I’m definitely going to be drinking a lot of water the next a couple of months. I’m excited to grocery shop on Friday.
I gotta take out the trash, go pay the rest of my rent, make my car note and go get all the birthday stuff from the store. I get her cake at 1 and I’m going to get everything home and put away and then pick up the kids. I am going to be glad when dinner is cooked and everything’s done so I can sit the fuck down. Yesterday wiped me out and I want to just sit down and relax.
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