Yesterday was very calming. Weather was nice. We went shopping. Cleaned. Watched Tv. Did absolutely nothing important.
We had Diva again today. She was such a fussy one. I finally figured out it was the $4 a can on clearance formula they bought her. She was crying hysterically for hours and spitting up thick mucus. After scaring the living shit out of my mom by choking I finally went to the store and spent $30 on a can of formula. I don't want to make this an every week or two thing but I felt AWFUL for this poor baby. She can't help neither of her parents have a job and won't do shit. My sister asked for money today, said they didn't have food. I told her I was broke but offered to give them some soup and cereal I had. They refused. Tough shit. Next.
AF is due this week some time. My breast are tender so I am sure the bitch will come. No "sore boobs because Im pregnant" thoughts any where in this house.
I am kind of dreading tomorrow, I have a feeling my boss is going to yell at me about some things that happened Friday. Sigh. I will just have to think happy thoughts.
Off to bed...See you tomorrow...