Off today because the preschool is closed. First day of school, so it worked out. Ran some errands already this morning. Gee, this is exciting shit.

MB2 got a job at Sonic. He loves it, and is doing so well, that they are already talking about moving him up to the next pay grade. He’s only been there 3 days. I can’t fucking believe he cleans constantly there when his room could be condemned. To be fair, that’s mostly MB1, but still – that boy never ’stays busy’ here.

Today is also MG1’s birthday. She’s 7 today. Chopped off all of her hair and sent it to Locks of Love. Wish I had a damn camera to take pictures. Really sucks not having one. Of course, I wasn’t exactly burning up the picture highway back when it was working. Guess I have my phone.

MB4’s teacher seems a little …. curt. And bristle-y. And MeansBusiness. I know the kids in his class, and she most definitely needs a discipline policy – but a 4 pager? MB4 has a knack of doing shit that may seem like he’s being defiant, but it’s simply a matter of misunderstanding on his part. I’m worried for him. I didn’t get a chance to talk to his teacher, … maybe I’ll dig up that letter I used one year.

Today I’m heading over to mom’s. We have been tagging dad’s tools for a few weeks now, and today is the sale. Dad was a tool fanatic. Shit everywhere. Mom will never use more than a hammer, so it’s dumb to keep it all sitting there collecting dust. I’d say 75% of it is Craftsman. The rest is Dewalt, Black and Decker, Milwaukee, Troy Bilt…. There’s some serious money here. Hope she does well, this money is going to the Disney stash. Did I mention that we’re going to Disney in March? No? Geezus.

Ok, we’re taking a vacation – our first real one ever. Ever. Sad, eh – MB1 will be 18 when we go. In March. Poor kids. We never intend to be poor, it just kind of sneaks up and bites you in the ass as the years go on. Like now. Anyfuckingway, we’re using our income tax refund to go, so it won’t be there to bail us out like it has in previous times of trouble. So that sucks. But we’re committed to going for the kids’ sake – and we get to see MD’s family – and we haven’t been back to do that since the year 2000.

We’re also going with mom and moody sister and her family. We were going to rent a 15 passenger van, but they won’t insure them in FL. Something about the wacky laws there. So we’ll have to just take our cars and drive separately. No biggie, I just thought driving would be easier with that many drivers in one car. Oh well.

We’re hitting Disneyworld, Epcott, Universal Studios, and Seaworld. The spare day will be spent at the beach or with his family. Not sure who can take off work or whatnot yet. Kids should have a blast. We’re renting a HUGE 8 bedroom house right outside Orlando for the week. It’s around $3k, but we’re splitting it, and it’s still going to be cheaper than 2-3 hotel rooms for the week. We have 14 people, and who knows how many rooms hotels would make us get. This house sleeps 16. And it is nice. Pool, hot tub, pool table, video games, the works. 4 master bedrooms. Fabulous. And a kitchen which will save us shitloads of money right there.

Alright, enough talk of that. I need to get my ass moving. Time to deal with shitheads all day.

It’s still suffocating to think about dad. And to try and wrap my mind around a year? Impossible.

For D – the job. ….. I like it, for the most part. I don’t think there’s enough to keep me busy all week, which is why I was supposed to work for her boss 2 days out of the week. But he’s taking his time getting that set up. So, I do my work until there is none left to do, and then I sit. And wow, is it boring. Right now, with appt’s and all going on, I haven’t worked a full week in over a month – I won’t tell you what that’s done to my check, but let’s just say after expenses I’m not even making a 100 bucks a week. Bleh. And this month is no better. MB2’s appt tomorrow. Mine today for bloodwork. High school registration for MB1 on Mon, and MB2 on Tues. Then the sitter needs off on the 20th – day they go back to school. So I guess I’m off that day.

Trying to think of dad and smile, but it’s hard. Trying not to get worried that the milk run has dried up. Couldn’t resist. Trying not to jump off the bridge because MD’s check was short almost $500.

What a Shittay Day.

The milk run isn’t going so well. The cows are drying up because of the heat, and they simply aren’t producing enough milk to pick up every day. And since he’s last man to be hired….. Yeah. Can’t tell you how much that hurt taking it off the budget.

And today his check is short. Will it get fixed? Hard to say. He was training that week – for a sales job they gave to someone else. Heh. Told him he would make route pay, but I guess they lied. Whatever. I just want to go to bed and start over tomorrow.

Let’s try this trick. Let’s try posting more often and see how I feel then. Haven’t I tried this already? Rather, haven’t I tried to try this? Who gives a shit, I’m posting. A post is a post is a post.

Why all the sirens? Lemme check. Not around here. Makes me nervous when my family isn’t all home and I hear sirens. I’m a ninny.

We are having a pirate party for MG, and I’m trying to think of ways to decorate a park pavillion into a ship. I have …… oh hell, I’ll be back later. My family won’t shut the fuck up and I can’t post with all this ruckus going on.

The more I think about it, the more I wonder why I don’t just shut this down. I’m never here anymore. I never post. I never even think about posting these days. I think that once I finish these last few reviews, I’m outta here. Makes me sad to say that, but damn. Doesn’t make much sense to say, does it? MD isn’t running that milk route for now, and every bit of savings would help us out each month. I could knock out a quick thirty bucks just getting rid of the server. I’ll still keep the domain name. I just renewed anyway. Oh bother. How I hate to do that though. Dammit. I was hoping to find that miracle pill that renewed my urge to post. Like I used to.

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Happy to report that this pill is not making me hungry or sleepy, like it did before. Perhaps there is something to that whole idea about trying a drug the second time and not getting the side effects. I’m loving it. Can’t wait to get to level.

Few more days and it’ll be a year since we lost dad. Unbelievable. Hell, I’m still trying to digest it all.