I am so tired of unloading my dishwasher. I hate it so much. I feel like my head is always inside that motherfucker. Along with sweeping, vacuuming, wiping counters and picking up toys. These are the things that fill my days and I am growing very tired of it.
Ruby will NOT poop on the potty. No matter what I do. No matter what I try. She asks for a diaper every time she has to go.
I hate my new haircut.
When I did my taxes I was getting $575 back. I already owed $300 from a mistake made last year. I have been waiting for the difference for 3 weeks now. I need money so bad. I just discovered that my taxes were "reassessed" and I now owe a total of $635.
Every penny I get goes to bills and food. When Steve adds extra cheese to his veggies I want to scream. And when Ruby says she wants applesauce and then when I open it she won't eat it because she says it's "dirty" I want to cry.
I bought Nabob coffee because it was on sale and I hate the taste of it. I haven't had a cup of coffee in the morning for over a week.
I bought my mom some nice birthday presents and called her on her birthday but she didn't have a nice day anyways, I guess because my dad is sick and he didn't do anything nice for her. I feel responsible, like I should have done more because I knew he'd fuck it up.
My bathroom is filthy.
I bought cheap shampoo and now my head is itchy and my hair is dry and frazzled.
My bank account is wayyyyyy too far into the red. It makes me feel sick. I can't even afford to buy myself a cup of coffee.
I feel like I'm failing at everything right now. Every single thing.
I'm depressed and I just want to be alone, but my kids hang off me and won't leave me alone for a second to release my tears in peace.