Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The nightmare continues...

in this dream my husband gets laid off and is no longer searching for work, my best friend dies, and I may loose my home. Oh wait that's not a dream that is my pathetic life.

 I just zoned out and chopped all of my hair off...What the hell is wrong with me?  I am sure someone out in blog land has ten different psychoses and twenty little purple pills that will make it all go away.

My husband remains annoyingly optimistic for a guy who has been laid off and not looking for work for about two months.

Why is it that the one person who I would call ten times a day for stupid shit, who would not placate me and give me the canned answer 'that everything will be OK' has died.

How selfish is it of me to wish her here for my own stupid mental health, which has always been questioned anyway?

Anyone out there want to rent to some unemployed bum's with five kids, two dogs, four goats, and a cow?