I confess I need to rant for just a minute..........
I want my old house back. I *miss* having somewhere comfortable to lie, and if I wake up on emore morning crippled I swear to God I'm going to kill myself. If I have to stay in this room, I want my husband to stay away -- cause this room aint big enough for both of us.
I want to be able to eat a normal meal again --- I haven't been hungry in over a week and I eat when I think I must. I want to go to the gym, but this damn traffic is killing me.
Did I mention I want my house back?
I want my job to be closer....I spent 3 hours in the car commuting today, and I am not sure I can keep this up. I am exhausted.....mentally, physically, and emotionally. Which is why I haven't been to the gym. No gym.....no pain relief and I wake up more and more crippled every morning. If I could kill the commute, I could work out.
But I'd only transfer it to Mr. Osuche.
and he doesn't deserve a commute either.
Did I mention that I have had only a small sandwich in the past 36 hours? I am too exhausted and disgusted with myself to eat.
I want to be able to sleep without dreaming awful things.
I want my house...and my life BACK damnit!!!!
OK.......I confess that I think I've vented enough