Ohhh Life.

Greetings fellow homosapiens,

There is always something to deal with, for real. If its not a money problem, its a pooping problem. If it isn't a pooping problem it is a headache problem, school problem, neighbor problem, maintenance problem, table problem etc etc. I am sick of it. Why can't everything just be happy go lucky. Why does the world revolve around money. Drives me nuts.

Good Note: I got accepted for the renal dialysis technician program in September
Bad Note about the good note: I will have class from 8am to 12:55pm and have to work second shift so that will be from 2:30pm to 10:30pm. When am I going to ever see my son. Yes it is temporary but STILL. Breaks my heart thinking about it
Good Note: I'm still madly in love with my boys :)
Bad Note: figuring out a money situation for the next month of my maternity leave is horrid. Yuck. Hate it.
Good Note: Axton woke up today with 10 extra rolls on his legs.
Bad Note: Ants are back. I Have a bugphobia not joking.
Bad Note: This equals massive amounts of anxiety attacks. Yes, even with ants.

Now, I must speak of PMS. Cody hasn't experienced dealing with this for quite some time. Oooooh my goodness. Before Axton, I never really got PMS at all. Now, its full bore. Woofta. I think today I have gotten mad for no reason at least 100 times. I mean really, whats even wrong with getting mad at EVERY. LITTLE. THING? Pfff, In Cody's words, "I think every woman PMSing should be put into a box and put in a room where no one on the outside world should have to deal with them" I can't be that bad can I? Granted, once second I am SOOO happy and smiling and laughing...then I see an ant and my face gets red and I am screaming. It could be worse I told him, I could be Bi-Polar and be like this every day :) :)