I am so sick of everything. I have ANOTHER cold, Kurt woke me up in the middle of the night because when I breathe my lungs are noisy, gee thanks...I was sleeping there. I'm tired of work in general, do you realize I have been working 6-7 days per week for most of a year. I'm just sick of it. Tuesday is my dad's birthday, I think I miss JoJo as much now as I did 3 years ago. The prozac just keeps me from crying anymore. At least on the outside. It is so strange how feelings evolve.
No school these last two days for Colby. It has been so nice. I think I am looking forward to summer more than he is. The weather was gorgous yesterday. My friend Lara watched the boys for a couple of hours yesterday evening while I was at work. They were outside playing with the dogs and one of the dogs bit Colby. Not bad, it broke the skin on his leg and it was Colby's fault because he was chasing her but Lara felt so bad. I hope it has taught Colby a lesson. Who knows though?
Well, I guess I've wasted enough work time.
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