And here's where I lose it a bit:
APRIL AND MAY SUCK.
♥ my 40th birthday (didn't really suck at all, but was a bit stressful in the anticipation part
♥ annual death of my mother fun-a-thon
♥ thyroid biopsy/neck stab-o-rama...AGAIN.
♥ ladybits concern : excellent chance that it's NOTHING, but seriously? SERIOUSLY? I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THE GIANT Q-TIP AGAIN.
♥ presentation coming up in Jack's class to promote sensitivity for people who are different. Super duper can't wait.
♥ IEP meeting (called IPRC or something this time) concerning how Jack's been doing and what we want in place for next year, and I'm so sick of sticking the smile on my face sometimes and pretending ALL IS WELL, ALL IS WELL
♥ Mother's Day is coming. No gots a mother.
♥ Mom's birthday is coming up
♥ anniversary of my grandmother's death
♥ suck-shit virus
and the ICING on the cake...
♥ ♥ ♥ I can NOT find my engagement ring. Can not find it. I only wear it on special occasions and it is missing. It is nowhere. So, now I play a new game every night called "tear apart a small section of the house, bit by bit".
This means lately I get to wake up several times a night with a slightly racing heart.
"Hello karen. I'm RIGHT HERE FOR YOU when you need me, buddy. I'm RIGHT HERE."