My youngest hurt her toes on the bathroom door.
I know the kids both need new school, dress and dance shoes.
The money will come from somewhere... I don't know where, myself, bet I'll bet my left two lug nuts that my wife.does.
Things got so crapily low and emotional today, I stopped early and took the older daughter to swim practice.
There, at least, I can sit in "quiet" solitude and read my book.
I've been working on "The grapes of wrath".
I dig Steinbeck's writing style and the realness of his characters.
Currently, my mood isn't so emotional and sad/low. I don't feel elated or anything. Mostly empty...
Kind of like the bowl you get out for ice cream and then realize there isn't enough for a bowl and you leave it, opting to eat it right out of the bucket with a long spoon.
I'm that bowl right now... Useful but without much purpose.
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