So, while we're on the subject, I've washed my son's bedding three days in a row because I did all the bedding on Monday and then he had accidents two nights in a row. Timing kid, timing... Anyone else familiar with being woken up by a Smell?...
And I am so utterly triggered by what friend is going through atm. Stuff that I just cannot be dealing with right now... I have a bootleg mini winecube from Target hidden in my sock box. I'd break it open right now if I didn't have to wait til cover of darkness...
I did a intake interview for housing assistance today. I'm sure it's a good thing, but they're all about 'empowerment', which basically translates to 'we'll waste an hour of your time asking a bunch of personal questions and then give you the same information you already have and tell you to go find a place on your own and come back and tell us when you do. Then we might help you out with the deposit. Maybe.' I'm not holding my breath.
Hurry up bedtime. I want my booze.

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