In the last week, I've had THREE separate blogs not post. Once I've typed it all out, I've "vented" and the motivation to retype it all just evaporates.
So, suffice it to say, things have been rather colorful in my world, I'm frustrated, I'm spending my Thanksgiving sick as a dog, AND it's my son's 18th birthday.

I got to wake up to DH on the phone with his parents, which just ALWAYS rubs me. He can talk to them, but I don't want to hear it. It bothers me that they have been so shitty to me, and he can chat like everything's hunky dory. However, I recognize that holding a grudge accomplishes nothing.

Shit. I'm just sick and cranky. And I got to spend TWO HOURS on a telephonic hearing yesterday with a judge questioning MY income AND expenses for DH's child support! WTF?!?

If I felt better, I'd drink.