noodle

Crappy days abound lately. Sue, I'll take advantage of this thread and exorcise my frustration to better move on... maybe.

I got put on probation at work today. Apparently the 130 hours I worked in 9 days to help two of my favorite teenagers die peacefully and have their wishes carried out didn't overshadow the fact that three of my kids' families don't answer their phones. Ever. So as I cry for "my" boys at their funerals, I'm not getting compensated with my raise that was supposed to go into effect on October 1. Nor for the overtime. I loved those kiddos and I'm glad I could be there for them, but I'm tired and poor.

My car rattles to wake the dead, I have to get an oil change every six weeks because of the demon I work for, and I'm upside down on the POS. And it smells funny. You'd think the dang thing could at least appreciate the four new tires it got a few weeks ago.

My ex called me today to ask advice on dating his new girlfriend, since we're still "friends". Asks me if it bothers me when he talks about other girls, doesn't listen when I say yes. So I text him, since he's running through Tropical Storm Tammy and I don't want to say it out loud, "It bothers me sometimes because it reminds me that I'm replaceable when i'm already feeling not-good-enough" (I was on my way to the meeting). And then he sent me a text message while I was in the meeting getting put on probation that "Knowing I could love you scares me."

Karma can take this day and shove it up its ass.

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