One step at a time...

I realize I have not written since Wednesday, damnit I need to get better with this.  One thing at a time...

I have had three good days in a row.  I can't explain them and I don't want to, I've had them and that is enough for me right now.  I have slowly tackled several things that have been on the giant to do list, and I am managing them one at a time without over loading myself.  I think thats a good sign.  At least the lists ahve been more than helpful in several areas.  Not only keeping me positive, but alos helping me to feel more productive. 

Tomorrow will be day 4. 

There is alot on my plate at the moment, and spending time with my mother today didn't exactly help it very much if at all.  20 minutes in the car with her on the way to my sister in laws house party was certainly not the best of ideas.  more than half of it was yet another lecture on me not having a job, and what I should be doing becuase I'm obviously doing something wrong.  there has to be something that I am not doing, and I have to do something different.  I snapped at her, and I won't apologize for it.  I asked her nicely to find something else to discuss becuase I was not going to discuss what I had or hadn't done, and howbadly the search for a job was going.  Yet, what did she expect me to do when she tried to push my buttons.  Eventually she got the damn hint. 

An then of course only my mother would hit the bigger topics on the way home... " hows the money?" " how are things going" And then of course when I causally mentioned the pain in the tuckus that my Sir's credit card is giving us, she asks why they won't talk to me if I have a PoA.  I say I don't have a PoA... and what does my mother say...

" Doesn't he trust you?"
" Are you going to get divorced? Whats wrong... why didn't he give you one? Not that I would blame either of you if He decided to leave you..."

WHAT THE HELL MOM?!

Not only am I stressed enough about things that are going on, lets jsut drop that in there... she has talent I tell you. 

ITs bedtime for me, cause its wicked late. 

Loves you,

~me