Happy F***ing New Year

So, after a wonderful yesterday and a not too bad day before, I woke up to find out that I was late for my nanny job (I had missed the notation on the calendar) which would thusly make me late for my other job (Johnny's) and I started my period, and I couldn't find one of my antidepressants, and it's snowing, which never happens in Georgia.

So, I'm driving in the snow without a decent coat and I'm out of cigarettes, well, that's no surprise, and I split my pants at work (because they're old. Luckily my sweater is long and it was while I was closing) and my hair came undone and I can just imagine that the rubber band ended up in the salad or something.

And I forgot to pay the credit card bill again and I thought I had put some money away for rent but I didn't and I'm short, and then I got this e-mail from the wife of the One I love, and the whole day has just been shit.


Any thought of having my shit together has just been wrecked.

I don't feel like doing this anymore. It hurts. I want to just curl up somewhere and cry, but I know that is just the depression talking. I don't want to do anything to hurt myself, so I may take the risk of going the whole three miles to Innovox to get away from myself. But first I am going to pack my overnight bag for the nanny job, and go online and transfer funds to pay the credit card bill.

Someone, please, if you have any hope or happy thoughts, or friendly wishes, send them this way....