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So far my day is a very stereotypical Monday. Well except for now when it’s quiet.

I can’t seem to find my work badge which means I will need to get another one so I won’t have to bother anyone to let me in.

As I was rushing out of the door with grandbaby in hand, son descends the stair with his sister on the phone. She broke out in some kind of hives and was sent home by her boss. Son has class at 11 something this morning (his only class on Monday) and she’s wondering who is going to be home. Okay. I’m on the phone with her time is slipping way. ::smh::

I get baby out of the house and we talk and I’m rushing but not so much as to tire him out before his day begins. On the way, there is a stray dog pooping and hanging out on the side walk. I don’t know if this dog is gonna come out of a bag on us so I slow down, then stop a bit. I tried to cross the street, dog decided he was gonna do the same. Looked like he was trying to cut us off at the path. Asshole. So we cross back where we were and the dog stayed on the other side of the street. I got him to his destination only to see my bus there saying “Hola, Chica. Guess it’s not happening today.” So I take him & sign him in. I leave and go across the street.

Now the buses apparently have a fall schedule and they went into effect today. I have one new bus schedule for a bus that I rarely catch. Right. The next bus I got on, which would be the bus I need to catch everyday, didn’t have new schedules. Greeeaaaaaat. Thank you. Which by the way, I was about to not even get on because I was waiting for another bus, but since it was leaving why choose the other route where I’d have to take two buses instead of just the one?

Called boss to let her know that I’ll be late this morning. I wasn’t as late as I could have been. Just a few minutes down. However, I got in, checked email, checked voicemail, and forgot to log in on the new clock in system.

Now I check my school schedule because of course I want to be well prepared. Go to the website, go to the online classroom, no syllabus. Okay. Go to the Connections spot, no email, check schedule. Class is not going to be in the main building that I thought it was going to be in. It’s a way off, but I have constructed my route. Problem is that I am supposed to get off the bus at 5:22. Class starts at 5:30. I’ve never been late even when I was catching the bus before.

So when I think about this morning, and think about my weekend I just want to cry. It could be due to PreMS. I tend to get emotional and hormonal two weeks before this dreaded crap. This is the only thing I DEPLORE about being a girl.

I tried to put it into perspective that I was at home to witness the start of this issue between my neighbor and my daughter. That escalated so quickly. So I told you the part about how he asked if the chalk could be cleaned up from his side. He knocked on my door and asked if my grandchild could clean this up. I was like he’s 5, so no he won’t, but I’ll ask his mother. She was like, “For real? If he wants it cleaned then he should clean it up.” And I said, “Well baby he didn’t put it there did he?” And that started an attitude, but she cleaned it off. Then she and baby left for the day. Now I know I could have been the one arguing with him, but the fact remains that she’s not supposed to be there anyway. I try to live in peace and even when they blast music, I don’t say much because, I just don’t like the fight. But I do have one thing on my side. The landlords know he’s overly sensitive and how he exaggerates. Oh and the fact that when we were investigating the water problem in the basement, talked about how they, the landlord and his wife, were lying and always lying.

Yesterday, she drew a line on stoop and made another drawing. He came outside and started in on her. I heard the commotion and I’m like, My child is a young adult who is spirited and high strung. It doesn’t take much to set her off and she kind of likes the drama. So I opened the door and they were going at it I tried to say something and she said over talked me to keep going off on him. Then the threats of calling the landlord. Then he even went so far as to say that she was the reason the water came into his apartment. She called him petty and I just looked at him like are you for fucking serious?? So she got some water and poured it on the stoop when she got ready to. He said something to her like watch what you’re doing and she said, “You wanted me to clean it up, I’m doing it. Shut up talking to me.” I didn’t say shit. Because what would be the purpose. All I had on it is that I have to live here when you’re long gone. She apologized and told me what went down.

I know I’m passive about these things that’s because I have to be. If I get into a confrontation, I’m going to start swinging and kicking ass because I get tired of talking and yelling. I fight. I am a fighter and I have to maintain a job and my household. I don’t have time for assault to be on my record.

The water comment pissed me off. Matter of fact a lot of shit pisses me off but I don’t confront his people the way he did mine. Like when they parked in my space and I was gone less than 10 minutes. When he queens it up with Pharrell and Diana Ross at night.

Now my son, who only has ONE CLASS just called to let me know he missed a bus and the next one gets him there 20 minutes before it lets out. I told him he can try that class again on Wednesday and to chalk it up and move on.

I don’t like my kids right now.
I don’t like people ever.
Not you guys though. You don’t count.

Have a great day!

Kindest regards,
Sister