It's The Worst in meh...

…not getting any rest.

Daughter is once again without a job, but actually has money to cover rent for next month. So she’s got a lot of time on her hands. She’s got other interviews and a plan. She was supposed to come get the kiddo, but that never materialized. So I was stuck all day with him and trying to help my son catch up on his college homework for one particular class.

Food ran short, but I had recently paid my credit card bill so I was able to get some stuff.

I don’t know why I even bother with coffee. I made coffee yesterday midmorning. I never get to sleep in because of that 3 feet of cuteness poking me in the back telling me it’s morning time. So we had breakfast. Well I scrambled some eggs and made from a mix pancakes for the boys because that’s all we had left. I made a pot of coffee since the son wants to take up drinking coffee. All coffee does for me is make me aware of how tired I am. I’m wired to be tired. LOL Seriously though.

I spent the day telling the kiddo not to bump. I get a text from landlady on Saturday saying that her husband was coming to cut grass and he would collect rent Sunday. It was a group text. I never replied. Then Sunday came and in the 1 o’clock hour, a text went out “He’s on his way”. Okay. whatever. Then it got to be 4pm. “Did he come already? No one came to my door.” He forgot. Put it in the mailbox, he’ll get it. Umhm…

I did that and went to the store. He apparently stopped by when I took the kiddo to the store with me. Didn’t give a shit.

As I was doing laundry, rat bastard came down in the basement. We share a hallway to get to our respective basement areas. He spoke. I had nothing on it. “I said hello.” “Uhmf.” Don’t fucking talking to me.

I’m out of laundry detergent.
Good news is my room is over halfway decent. Now I need to hang up and get rid of some clothes I’m not wearing and won’t wear anytime soon.

My phone died in the middle of the night. I woke up to use the bathroom. Didn’t know what time it was. Since it’s dark when I wake up anyway. It’s exhausting. I lie down to rest, but it’s nagging me that I don’t know what time it is. I kind of drift and think about grandkiddos pants hanging in the closet to dry. I wash his uniform on the weekends. And I washed the last load kind of late. So I got the pants hanging in the closet. I kind of drift and the dream/thought I had was of me going to the closet and touching his pants. They were cold, but dry and I laid his clothes out for him. Then I actually got up to really do that. I went downstairs and it’s 5 o’clock, aka, zero dark thirty. I don’t appreciate that. So I’m up. I make his lunch. His mother never sent my dishes back so I had to use something else to put his lunch in. Then the heat seeking missile knows I’m not in the bed. “Gaddah, come back to bed…” like he’s my little man or something. I told him to lay down and go back to sleep and that it wasn’t time for him to get up yet. So he did and I watched the news. Well, I read the news ticker at the bottom of the screen. The actually news casters don’t really give news anyway. It’s all just headlines. Channel 5’s aren’t in depth. Channel 4’s always go away during the weather and traffic segment, And Channel 2’s always has a misspelling in theirs. That person needs to be fired. I’m always looking for local happenings. I give no shits about Kim Karaccident’s latest escapade. I even turned the mute button on when they were talking about the debate last night. I have no energy for bullshit these days.

I need to take a day off and just nap and watch tv like seriously because I’m so tired.

I’ve washed my leggings and my other pants so that means next Saturday, I’m going to wake up and stretch and go for a walk or at least exercise in my living room.

Then tonight I have class. It’s the last of this class. I don’t remember my login for West Law. I have it somewhere. Just too tired to look.

Doesn’t matter.

Hope you all are resting better than I am.
Have great days…

Kindest ::yaaaaawns:: regards,
Sister