So OBVIOUSLY yesterday was a shit day. I managed to set myself into a downward spiral that ended with me up against the steel door that seperates my kitchen from my garage bawling my eyes out, mascara streaked down over my blotchy red face. Yeah I was just freakin beautiful. (Please note this post will be layden with sarcasm)

I had the job thing, oh then Lauren is failing math. Seriously, 53% and only a 64% in science. Oh then Logan decided to go piss in his closet. I was ready to get a semi automatic, climb on my roof and start firing at anything that moves. If you recall, I am quite the shot too. (See coyote pictures)

Fed up, pissed off and ready to decapitate the next person that dares to cross me. Isn’t that lovely?

Oh and to top it off, I managed to fight with M too. That made the rest of my day just fucking skippy. The only bonus to this mess is that I had a legitimate reason go to hide in my bathroom for abit and just sob until it was out. I got up, washed my face, and reminded myself that all was not lost. I would somehow find a way to pick myself up and start over.

Then I went to Moms.

She has Lauren for the weekend. Of course, I can not go to moms and not get my dose of catholic guilt. “Theresa, you need to get these kids in church. They need religion. You arent doing your catholic duty.” Suck a lemon Mom. I stood and listened to the lecture. I pretended to give a damn. All the while I thought to myself “I hated catechesis. Logan can barely sit still for a haircut let alone religious education. Lauren is failing school why add more classes to a child thats already struggling?” But I nodded and smiled and assured Mom that once I got my collective shit together I would indeed find a catholic church here and get the kids in classes. Yes I lied my ass off but it shut her up.

Shortly thereafter, I scooped up Mimi, grabbed my boys (Shawn and Logan) and we were outta there. I was ready to get home, relax and veg till bed (which ended up being at like 1030) I was exhausted and not able to keep my eyes open. A good cry will do that to you every time. I trundled off to bed and woke to … snow. Oh yes really.

More fucking snow.

4-5 inches here where I live now. I live in the god forsaken snow belt. Oh joy of joys. Whos bright idea was that you may wonder? Why, Shawns! Of course. I fucking hate living in snow, let alone the snow belt. There’s one bonus to being here. It keeps me close to a place of great personal joy. I can see it daily (or damn close to daily) and it never fails to make me smile. Though I will admit, I do like living here.. this town. It’s small, quiet and beautiful.

I am applying for another job. The application is done and sitting on the dining room table. I was going to get motivated to take it in today but Logan isn’t feeling well. He’s got a nasty cough and I won’t drag him out in the snow while hes not feeling well. I’d love to go and talk to the Manager about the job right now but I just don’t think taking Logan out, and discussing a job with him in tow, is a good idea. So I’m home bound but Shawn is going to put in a call on my behalf as it’s someone he knows well. Fingers crossed!

Lauren is with Mom this weekend. I needed a break anyway due to her and Logan fighting alot but then the school thing happened and I just lost it. Getting the kids seperated and Mom dealing with her is just what I needed. I had to have a break. They are going to bring her back on Sunday after church.

Saturday night should prove to be fun. We got tickets for a hockey game locally. It will be Shawn, Logan, TJ, Julie, Tyler and myself. Afterwards of course is cards. We may go tonight too. I need the down time and the relaxtion of playing cards.

I’ll be going to my soon to be former job soon and getting what will be my final check. Of course they don’t know that but I do. I was going to consider staying there after the disappointment yesterday but I just can’t do it. Between the long drives in bad weather and the sexual harrassment I just will not subject myself to coping with that shit any longer.

For now I think I hear the last bagel calling my name, and a large glass of milk to go with it. I need to refocus for the day and remember that one day doesn’t define everything, my attitude does.