Life Sucks

The last 2 weeks have been pretty much a complete and total hell.  I'm just tired of there always being "something" going on in this house.  From BS attitudes from the kids, or money problems, or just drama.  It's getting to be too much. 


We were overpaid by the Navy.  Total PITA, but it happens from time to time, especially when PSD hires people who can't do math or use a calculator apparently.  We are in the hole to the tune of $2000 and because PSD sucks ass, they want us to pay it back in 4 months.  $500 a month, starting the payday before Christmas.  Brendan had to go talk to his Chief and hopefully the "Travel Guy" at Brendans command can do something for us to stretch it out to 10 months or a year even.  Who knows...we'll see.  Hopefully I get some good news tomorrow.  It's just enough to make me want to scream.  We are not rich, but we were comfortable.  Now, we aren't comfortable.  We can survive and we will be ok, but I need to do a few things like, take care of the flat tire my car got, or the radiator flush on Brendans car because it's overheating, ummm I'd like a haircut.  I'd like to be able to afford carpet shampoo and most important, I'd LOVE to be able to stock my kids up on socks again because the "sock gnome" came and stole all of them.  Oh, eye liner too...I'm out of that.  All this stuff I would be able to do normally and not worry about it, but now, I'm out $500 a month and damn...it hurts. Thank God for Big G...she saved Christmas.  Seriously, if it weren't for my Mom, we wouldn't have a Christmas this year.  She's the greatest.


Kathryn has been a WILD woman and is doing everything in her power to piss me off.  I swear, she's out to get me.  She's a 2 year old terrorist.  Nothing more, nothing less.  She was in bed before 7 tonight because she just wouldn't stop crying.  We discovered at bathtime that she bit the crap out of sweet Kimberly (now I know why she was crying so) earlier today.  She spends more time on the "wall" than being able to play.  I need the terrible twos to leave my house and stay gone forever.  Evan just pee'd himself.  WTF is that all about???  And I can't keep that boy dry at night to save my life.  My Evs will probably still be rocking a pull up at night when he starts Kindergarden.  Great.  

Honor, oh Honor.  She decided it would be awesome to download some music off of iTunes last night to the tume of $30.  Not acceptable, however, we only had $24 in our checking account...and I need diapers. She's making me miserable.  Miserable.  I don't know how much of her I can handle. I'm sitting here now, with tears in my eyes because I'm that frustrated and miserable.

What's positive?  Brendan and I are doing great again finally.  We figured out what was causing a lot of our fights and have talked a lot about it.  Right now, my focus is on him and the kids and the house.  I'm feeling a lot more like my old self...super motivated to keep the house totally clean and the laundry always done.  We are getting dinner done early and the kids to bed earlier than before.  We are working together, all 8 of us (for the most part) as one unit.  Just having this structure and organization in our home again has made me so very happy and relieved.  I feel good.  


Wow, what an oxymoron...I'm "frustrated and miserable" and "happy and relieved" all in the same blog entry.  LOL


I know that things will only continue to get better for me and easier for me over time, and I don't want to be that miserable person who is always crying or complaining about something every chance I get.  I'm trying so hard to just be positive every day, but it's hard.  I've hit shutdown mode when it comes to Honor and I barely talk to anyone about her issues anymore. Just my Mom really.  I'm hopeful that her therapist can shed some light on her tomorrow and that the appointment is a positive one.  I just need something to go right.