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My car does not like rain!!! The damn thing leaks (and I mean it leaks - I usaully find a lake in the well where the brake and gas peddals are!) and is leaking under the hood so if it rains hard enough long enough, the car will stall out. OH the JOY!! Happened to me on Saturday night from a cleaning job. It had been raining all day pretty hard. I was begining to panic as I attempted to get all the way home as the thing continued to shudder every time I stepped on the brake. Made it, but oh my FREAKIN nerves. It dryed out enough that it started up again later. I need a new (er) car. This ones about seen it's last days. Again - ALL THE JOY...

Brain Fry or really what's left of my brain cells...Can't you hear them screaming as they die??? Thank God my head is attached or I'd leave it somewhere. And OH SOOOO very tired - worked all week long and only had Sunday (Easter) to myself. Couldn't even bring myself to go to the Family Gathering. All I did was lay in bed and read and doze. Is this ever going to get better?? It's the job, cleaning, My boss loves me and the clients love me but I don't know how much longer I can stick this out. AHHRRRGH!!!



Hey - small good thing - all this work is making me lose weight. I only hope I live to reap this benefit.

Hurray!! The test was neg. not pregnant. Oh so relieved. Enough stress to deel with without adding something like that to the mix.

No cleaning job today but have one early in the morning and can't stay online for too long...too many things to take care of today and still have to do my taxes ARRGH!! Ah well, til next time. Meows

My life is turning quickly to HELL. The cleaning job is KILLING me. The landlords raising the rent $100!! And the boyfriend/husband of mine is trying to get me pregers!! I'm too old for this. The clock has ticked its last tock, the window has shut. ect. Like I need a baby right now??!! Don't get me wrong, I won't flip out if I am (really don't think I am, Dear GOD) but the little bit of me that ever wanted a child was torn and ripped, killed brutaully, smashed completely after taking care of my friends 8 month old a few months back. That and her 6 year old who got home after school. I know I know "it's different when it's yours" yeah yeah yeah, blah blah blah, Just don't want to go there. Never was good with kids, learned over the years how to be better. But it still feels like throwing holy water at a Vamp. I have my furry children. Paying the bills is more than enough and give me a furry face any day!! And top it off that 2 of my furries are senior (15 and 17) and very possibly not much longer for this earth. Tell me...Do i really need the additional stress?? Does anyone?? No... i've hit a record LOW in the depression dept. Don't know what to do anymore.

Something's gotta give!!!

Sorry this little rant could go on....

I'll stop now.