It's Been A While in meh...

Only a few more weeks left until jury duty is over.
Everytime I go back to work, I kind if don’t want to be there. But, jury duty has to come to an end. I like most of these people, but can’t honestly say we will all be great friends after this is over.

It is finally fall in the city.

I have to consult some entries, but did I mention I have a car now? Seems so wild that and so long ago since I wrote I don’t know what I’ve written. I think I did. Because of the insurance thing. Crazy.

I have this moment to myself because I’m actually going to have a day to myself. I was extremely angry with my daughter yesterday. That’s nothing new, but my levels of wantingtochokeherouttedness were through the roof.

Bobby Sr. was sick with a fever for a few days. I’d given him some fever meds, but he was achy and in pain to the point that he couldn’t walk. I was scared. Saturday morning, I’d been up worried because he kept shaking. He said it kind of hurt less if he moved and he couldn’t get comfortable. Just to touch him, he cried in agony. I call his mother to see if he had a Medicaid card because I need to take him to the ER. She just didn’t know shit, doesn’t have Medicaid because she’s not on top of her parenting game. So I’m there. They had to take blood and do a nose swab to check for flu. Negative for flu but positive for what they called CK levels. This is what caused the muscles to hurt (termed myositis) due to being inflamed and breaking down from that fever. This was a first. Plenty of water, Gatorade, juice, but no soda. And movement. We relaxes the entire evening until my son came home from work. Later in the evening, she called and asked if it was wrong to take him to a haunted house. I asked when and she said tonight? Since he was with me, I couldn’t say “Bitch, are you fucking dumb or what???” I said he can barely walk. He couldn’t walk. His shit was serious and you want to take him out on the night he was just in the hospital earlier that day??
What. The. Fuck. Is. Wrong. With. Her???

Bobby Jr. father is out of jail. He had Bubby Jr on Friday or his mother had him for the weekend. I don’t know. I didn’t have him and that was alright with me. Thing is, there was some kind of lie because if his father was there and had him, then there should have been no way his mother should have said, “I can’t get anything done with him here. He won’t let me do anything.” Welcome to my world.

My world has consisted of these babies everyday. I try to make plans to do stuff after they leave and, one time or two, I’ve done it. But it’s tiresome. I hate when children are the casualties of their parents bullshit.

So to sum it all up, nothing in my world ever changes. Sorry to be a disappointment.

Kindest regards,
Sister