“Mom my glasses broke” I hear these words once a year from my son. He has to wear them religiously as he is blind without them. He went to school, and I know he can’t see a damn thing. So Today, I’m gonna go get him glasses, or contacts, and just trust the universe somehow that I will have enough money at the end of the month. I have been stressed about money, B has held back a lot, and all last night in dreamland, I was stressing. So today, I’m just going to let go and see what happens.
Meanwhile, sooner or later Mom needs her glasses replaced as well.
My old buddy Winston got them off the table and used them as a chew toy….I wanted to cry. So I have been living in vision hell as well. Fucking dog..He’s lucky he is cute.
I wonder what it’s like to be single..with no kids..no dogs…it must be strange. I have had responsibility since..well Kayla when I was 17. I honestly think
it must be strange..what would you do with that “Free time” and not to mention money?
Ok, ok I just woke up out of that dream..maybe in my next life I will be selfishly single and alone…but that’s not good either…that is awful lonely..but it does sound..good…
Ok..now I’m just rambling..I really don’t have a point to this blog…