Today is my birthday. Since my kid was in sick from school, though she was just tired as it turns out and though her mother doesn't want to take her to the doctor for some bizarre reason so that I have to find a way to carve out more time from my daughter's school attendance in order to get her to the doctor to see what's going on - take a breath - I slept all the way through until 9:30 or so. I didn't put the dishes in the dishwaasher or clean the kitchen, but I did pick up poo and Shel had already mopped up the cat pee. Yay. So, I'll have a lot of work to do when I get in, I know I can count on that. I also know that my birthday has been forgotten by my family as, instead of wishing me a happy birthday, my STBX verbally assaulted me without mercy . . . nice birthday present, crazy f*ck.
I do recollect each birthday as nearly forgotten and I wonder why I didn't get it all sooner. Oh, well, that's for another Blog.
I sized up what will be waiting for me when I get home and I spoke to my daughter in the interim so I know there's a bit more than what was started out with since she's making cookies, which is how I know she's not sick.
That means I will have cookie trays, bowls, about 3000 utensils, chocolate to scrape off the bottom of a sauce pan because we don't have a double-boiler and I know she probably improvised . . . and the cat/dog messes. All that before scrounging something to eat as I did not make dinner and even had I done so, it would be all eaten or what wasn't eaten would purposefully be thrown away so that I would have none. Crazy f*ck.
So, we'll see. Another not so happy day at Chaos Manor. This next pendulum swing to the dark side I've already decided is going to be my last.
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