This and That

An entry both good and bad? *gasp* that NEVER happens... *eyeroll*

Annnnyhow... today started off like crap... I woke up before my alarm, which is fine and dandy, Cheyenne however had overslept and today is picture day. Calm her down, get her functioning, she gets herself ready... breathe. Oi! Oh and I didn't mention waking up to my cheek/nose hurting. That's right, stress doesn't just give you migraines, anxiety and heart attacks, it also gives you monster effing pimples. Really?!? I am 34!

So I get Cheyenne in the car and RACE for the bus stop... taking the heavily congested main road rather than the calm cool side streets... cussing myself out for that move as I went and all the while watching for the bus we may be missing despite my best efforts. We get there less than a minute before the bus pulls up, but we made it. All in all a success AND a lesson learned.

I get home and when I say home, I mean back to Kristan's apartment in which the kids, Stephen and myself are generally dispersed. the girls sleep in the second bedroom, Kristan in her room, when we can talk her out of giving it up to some of us, me on the couch and Stephen on the love-seat. (I didn't feel guilty about that until this morning.) Needless to say, the house hunt continues... and at the same time I have an overwhelming urge to stay with Kristan regardless because I love her and she's suicidal.

Yep, you read that right, she's morbidly depressed and thinks compulsively about killing herself. I wish I knew how to make her see the woman the rest of us see. How good and kind she is, loving, smart, simply a wonderful person to be around. Ah the weight of the world, I wonder how much I actually CAN carry.

Last, but not least, I won something! That rarely EVER happens. The last thing I won was a meet and greet with Paramore (which was AWESOME!) over a year ago. This morning however as I am rounding my blogs I discover that I won some A&A blankets and a new cloth diaper from SoftBums for Isabella. Woot! Not my first choice for prizes, but I am very thankful, especially for yet another cloth diaper. The stash is quickly growing which is great. Pretty soon we'll have enough to cut out disposies for good.

I am going to drag my tired but into the girls' room and find Emma an outfit and then begin the struggle of waking her up, getting her ready for and off to school unscathed. I really am so very tired. :/

Some names and information may or may not have been changed to protect persons involved.