Having a really bad day again. Woke up to a freezing house, was immediately reminded that we haven't been able to get winter clothes out of storage because we're two months behind on payments.
We're also so broke I still can't afford to get a winter coat for my son.
Left to drive to work and not far from home the temperature gauge in my car went from damn cold to past the hottest it could register.
I would have broken some stuff but I didn't want to upset my son.
Oh, and when my husband dropped me off at work, I slipped on the marble steps leading to the building landed mid-calf on the edge of one of the steps. Fortunately didn't rip my pants or do much damage but to my pride, but still...
I have no idea how I'm going to get through the holidays. Again my son is going to suffer when none of this is his fault. But at least he's too little to really understand.
Hanging on by a thread today.
Just tossing out there for the universe. Screaming into the storm, of course.