and fuck you very much.
yes thats right I am not feeling the love. I am definately feeling the stress of not having our own place. My husband was in the er yesterday with chest pain from the stress and I am feeling as if I have made huge errors in judgement. I look down the street and the lights are on in my "old" house and I just want to go home. I want my life back. I want my home back. I am not feeling it. not one bit. My gorls are doing their best to be flexible Jack is doing his very best to be a typical two yr old boy and I, I am doing just fuc&*ing great at being disheartened, discouraged, disappointed, deflated, and completely Fucker$R%ed. Good thing are good though, American Idol starts tonight and I can say one thing for sure, I am not going to be one of those buttheads being embarassed tonight. NOTE TO SELF> Next year when AI starts up again I will be in better emotional, physical and spiritual shape.