So we've already messed up. I borrowed $350 from my parents because saying "no" didn't feel right when my son asked to do some activities on the way home. We didn't have enough to go to this one place my son had his heart set on so we went to a timeshare presentation, couldn't say no to that either. Luckily my husband talked it down to a trial vacation in two years. My son was extremely disappointed in the place, I'm so glad we didn't pay the $100 for the coupons. He loves his 3 new hermit crabs though.

All this and we've already have to borow money to move from my husband's parents. Then my parents expectme to take my son to Disney by December 23. I'm already getting the "he's never gone! Your a horrible parent" speach. They even bought the hotel so now I have to figure out how to pay that too. I'm sure his parents have had it with me and all the fun vacation pictures. If I asked for help with moving cost my parents would say no but vacation sure.

Me, I'm a mess. I haven't really slept because I've been thinking how I'm going to mess this up make us truely homeless with no recorse. I have to figure out how to put my son in school with none of his id, vactionation records, and him being nonexistent in school previously. It hurts to say it but I need time to become unfrazled or IOP so I need to put him somewhere even if PS isn't ideal for him. Then I have the whole assistance fubar situation that needs to be dealt with asap. I hardly have the capacity to write this and my husband is no help because he's just it'll be okay if everything waits.

Oh also I bought my sister a Christmas present that can be used to soupport her drug, great thing to open in front of family and children. I bought a fancy new SI toy for myself . I have no idea what I've been thinking or why my husband didn't stop me. Then I get here and my dog smells like pee, is no longer potty trained and I think she has fleas.

Everything is so overwhelming, I have no idea where to even start. On top of everything I think I hate my husband and son but we all did have a lot of fun on the way home. Which is quite funny given my parionia I had this summer. I don't even know if I should be worried that I've been treating everyone like it's the last time I'll see them. WTF is wrong with me? On top of it I have to decide which type of medical to sign up for.