I've been in a bad mood all week. Boss father is off work and God for bid he come help when both babies are screaming at the same time. He's a good dad. Truly, but the babies are having a roughy day and the man won't throw me a bone and come help. It's not like he's working from home. He's not working this week. He's off. Why can't he help out. I guess I didn't ask that in the most effective way though when he came up from the basement and I said "Did you not hear your babies screaming crying for the past 25 minutes?"

Also trigger for TMI

I've been spotting since last Thursday. I'm not supposed to bleed at all and haven't in 2 years. My hormones are completely out of whack. Insurance payed to screw up my body but they won't pay for hormone replacement therapy to help with the symptoms.

Rant over. Breathe Jersey. Just breathe. Just 6 more hours till the work day is done. Can't believe only 4 hours have gone by.