I feel my days do not belong to me… the days I work belong to work and the days off belong to Ruth.
Same goes for money. No matter how hard I work, it all goes to them. Nothing left for me.
I feel my days do not belong to me… the days I work belong to work and the days off belong to Ruth.
Same goes for money. No matter how hard I work, it all goes to them. Nothing left for me.
Today was really a good day. Ruth is was feeling a lot better and was brave enough to venture outside onto the “wild-side” of the house (the one facing the abandoned house) to plant flowers and clean the gutters. She did even find where our ants are coming from… Yes, she did talk me into helping after a while…
And (proud moment) I did get the hard water spots off of the van. Vinegar is wonderful
Only took me a month and a half to figure it out. Hey, nobody ever said you had to be bright to do any of the things I do
Liam and Cora were good, well mostly. By 10am they did drive me up the wall; which was probably partially due to neither of us having slept enough since we were in Pottsboro yesterday to watch conference…
But today we even managed to help my mom switch her fridges and clean the house, and get ready for tomorrow’s field trip. That’ll be an adventure!
Hmmm, maybe I’ll finally get around to posting pictures for a change…