Today...

I had a few upheavals at work. My body temperature went up and I got a little anxious but other than that I handled it fine. I am fairly certain it is because they were all centered around issues I had already brought up and questioned. You see really my duties are affected secondary to the decisions. So honestly you can only question it so much. Now I sit back and watch the furry of chaos on things I already suspected late last year. Oh well. In the long run it is going to create more work for me, however I have it rollin right now before they tell me. That is called being proactive. I hate unneeded work stress. When I am done on this project I will be so much more than I was going into it over a year ago.

Driving home from work tonight with my youngest. Decided I ought call her Dad and let him know she has returned from her trip with Grandma and Grandpa. He informed me that he had made himself available for work with FEMA. Something about how his oldest daughter was going back to her Mom's house on the 19th so he thought he would keep our daughter until then. Unless he gets called up to work. Hmm which he said he got a call yesterday but wasn't able to answer. Hmmm I say hmmm. So me being me... I say aren't you suppose to be unavailable for the entire summer? I mean this is the only consistent time our daughter gets to see you. She needs this time. He says I only worked 6 months last year and I need the money. Hmm I say hmm. Reminds me of being married to him. Decisions without consideration of others. It is unfortunate that he only worked 6 months last year....get another job. He only has 98 freakin custody days in a year because of his schedule. And to top it off he misses almost all of it except for the blocks of time in the summer. So hmm WTF?

Gonna pull out that divorce decree tonight, tally up the time since the divorce last year and see where we are...I feel a court battle coming on. This sucks. Ya know it is hard to be a single Mom of two kids. It sucks, its really hard to pull it all off. Working 40+ hours a week, softball for my oldest, softball for me, commuting and daily living. It isn't easy. I don't ask much of these men that I married. Except be Dad's... Don't punish me, because really you are punishing your kids.
You don't see me taking a consulting job (which I could) and hitting the road without asking and dumping my kids on their Dad's. They should be kissing my ass with the kind of shit I have put up with from them.

Thank goodness I cant be stupid, fall in love, get married and have more kids. Thank goodness the plumbing is gone and I am more mature now.

Just gotta go with the daily grind, and be grateful for what I have...

~Namaste