Life's GRRRREAT! No, seriously, it is. For real! I'm not kidding.

Aaah. The life of a single Mother. . . . .

My glorious week starts off with me luckily getting off early Tuesday after a training class. I go home to clean up a bit before I go and pick up Zoey from the sitter. I get out of my car and there is this HUGE dog in front of my apartment building. I get out of my car, and try to get the dog to come over to me. Well it won't so I just continue up to my apartment. Then all of a sudden it starts charging after me - growling & barking & rushing at me. And this ain't no dachsund. This is some kind of big shephard mix with no tags and no collar. And even as I inch towards my apartment, it's coming after me! So I'm screaming for some one to, "PLEASE HELP ME" at the top of my lungs. (it seemed as if NO ONE was around!) Finally this guy drives by and I'm screaming at him, "Please! Help Me! This dog is going to attack me!" He just stares at me. So I scream at him again. Well, apparently he doesn't know English. But thankfully the dog turns away and I make a mad dash for my door. I've never been so scared in my life. I had NO idea what to do. I was shaking!

Yesterday - I'm checking my bank statement online and lookie there. . . .It seems I had made some type of error in my checking and I'm now overdrawn. Which this morning, turns out to have snowballed. Yes, completely my fault! So now I have to deal with wonderful MULTIPLE overdraft fee's PLUS the fact I'm overdrawn. That and the fact Jeremy says he can only give me 1/2 of the child support this week. WTF? I don't think so. I have rent to pay ($555) a post-dated check to my dentist will be cashed today ($218) sitter ($80) - that's $853 right there. My paychecks are $950. So that leaves me with a measly $97. Good, eh? I didn't even count the Phone, Electric, and Cable bills. AND groceries?! *sigh*

And my poor Zoey. The Zoster is so clingy recently that I can't even take a shit on the potty without her in my lap. She wants to be held 24/7. . .and well, being her Mommy - I comply. Last night, Zoey and I are in the bathtub cleaning up & playing. When all of a sudden, I see POOP. Oh hell no. She crapped everywhere. It was all over her bottom & the bathtub. So I clean her off & get a new, fresh tub of water going. We head to bed around 9pm. And Zoey has been sleeping in my bed with me. Well, around 5am this morning, I hear her gagging. I sit up and she's vomiting EVERYWHERE. Then, lays back down in it. SO. . . off to another bath we go. She wasn't running a fever or anything, but I have no idea why she threw up! I get her cleaned up & dressed - then *I* get into the shower to get ready for work. Meanwhile, she's in the bathroom playing. I am rinsing shampoo out of my hair when I hear something splash. I open my eyes, and she has thrown a box of tampons & a box of Q-Tips in the shower with me. Ugh. I take those out, and open the curtain to find she has cotton balls, tampons, q-tips, and makeup sponges strewn out everywhere. I could do nothing but laugh.

And to top it ALL off. . . I have this HUGE, nasty, red, swollen pimple on the end of my nose. Y'know the ones that are *really* painful and don't surface? Yeah, that kind.

All I want is a good stiff drink! :-) (and a hug, maybe?) Hey - at least I'm alive & healthy, right?