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...
2 comments:
Poor little Diva. This thing with the formula must break your heart.
Asking money for food, but refusing food? What's up with that? In all likelihood, you're right not to fall for that one. What a mess.
Poor little thing. How upsetting for you!
What is up with your sister?
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