This week SUCKED

And its not even over yet.

I'm not going to get into too many specifics, because if you know me, you probably know why (if you follow my twitter, you definitely do). I don't update facebook, but I read it, and comment. A lot. LOL

Anyway, so bad news on Monday, then Sean had a Medcheck and a resident in the building set off the fire alarm. Ugh. Patrick then went to the doctor, and I found out one of my favorite people in the world works at his doctors office now. So, that made me happy. OHHHH YEAH so Um, Pat's back gave out last week, and he went to the ER on Friday night. That was pointless. He can hardly walk. He's on a cane. Has a girdle. Got a cortisone shot that meant nothing apparently.

Fighting with financials right now. I'm on an extreme Money DIET. trying to trim that fat. I'm waiting on getting Social Security all figured out as soon as possible. I have to get my paystubs from July 2010-Jan 2011. Usually I keep them. I can't find them because... MY PURSE WAS STOLEN TWO MONTHS AGO. So annoyed. I thought I took them out of the little pocket of my wallet. wahhh

Got a letter thats trying to say that I didn't send in information about the kids for insurance, so they were going to try to cut that off. We can't have that happen.

BUT! This week has also been very productive, Sean's MT came out on Tuesday and helped me go through all his toys and helped with the parting process. Pat's dad came by and took FIVE boxes of toys to Goodwill last night. Today, she came over and we went through all his clothes. So now I have a huge bag of clothes that I'd give to my next door neighbor if she didn't move :P If nobody claims them, I may just take them to her parents, who still lives next door.

Um, I still hate dialysis. I broke the fax machine somehow. GO ME! So now I can't be yelled at about flowsheets until June 30th when I have clinic LOL I'm going to ask my nurse if I can go in on Monday and have a treatment there and then have my blood draws there as well. What else... Eh, I guess nothing. Today, I picked Meghan up from camp, and its so pretty there. I just hate having to travel through the true twin tunnels to get there. I have never been through them before. My mom had no idea of the stories of them, but they're kind of infamous. I've only lived here for... 23 years or something.

Oh, and whenever someone in Darby gets shot, I freak out because I'm afraid that either someone in my biofamily did it, or they were the ones getting shot. It was on the news... I need to write a book, but I can't ever have a real cohesive thought.

See, because I'm going off on another tangent. I got a few eye dusts from exposed organics in the mail yesterday and I'm in love! :D YAY local makeup

And my friend got really good news and that makes me happy for them. Ok, I'm off!