I can't write. I have the story right there but I can't get it out!

Yesterday we had Christmas lunch at work, first time in 3 years that the whole office had it together. We always used to have it together, it was so fun. But the last 3 years they did it by department. So I looked forward to this for 3 years! Then, it's time... and I crash right in the middle of it and just want to cry. It wasn't fun, just a let down.

Then, I don't feel like I have a home any more. I am tired of my mother-in-law living with us. She's judgemental (won't admit it,) and now doesn't want to pay her rent any more, so there is always tension. She's a month behind and isn't going to pay, I'm sure, so my dad is going to give her the 30 days notice. More drama that I can't take! More drama for my dad's bad heart!

And, having her there she is always picking stuff up and putting it somewhere and it's not where I want it. She's trying to re-arrange everything. She does 1-2 loads of laundry EVERY DAY, and it's pissing me off! (It is her laundry.) Or, you use a towel one time she washes it and in this house we believe in conserving water! So towels don't get washed every day!

My husband also wants her out, he makes no secret to her about it. I just keep praying she finally is sick of it and tries to get a place with her brother.

I hate not having my home any more. I hate it! I have no safe place left and I can't take it. My husband understands but right now there's not a lot we can do.

and the baby is so fussy I can't even relax when I get home. He just follows me around screaming.

Anyway, sorry, I am burned out.