I am already having a bad day.
I feel a panic attack coming on.
It was another early morning, with all the shit going on, I couldn't sleep.
Maybe I need more coffee. Maybe I need a break.
Off today & Daniel comes.
TheKeepersDad stressed me out. Why must he always talk about money?
TheToddler flipped out this morning wanting her "Santa Boops". OK, Translation is Santa Boots..but still, WTF are Santa Boots? Do we even have any?
With TheKeeper PMSing & no sleep..There is no hope for my day.
I'll come back later, when I'm safely off the edge.
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