Today is what vaughn would call "rude". Thats what she says when things dont go her way- upset her schedule or just tick her off. She calls that "Rude." I agree. Thats a good term (though I dislike greatly hearing it come out of her mouth- it suits perfect....) I have had a 2 day migraine. I.have.been.miserable. Aside from that I am broke de Broke. Sick and tired of being broke and working just to go under. I cant stand it. Makes me feel even more like working is a waste of time. If your working and spending all your time in a 4x5 cube shouldn't there be SOME Financial ease? Nope. Not in our case. I HATE IT! I am stressed about having so much to do and so little time to do it in. On top of that, my transmission is getting worse in my car and I do.not.want.to. pay to have it repaired. Vaughn is growing up way way too fast and I feel like I am missing it all. It was the 4th anniversary of my sweet Grandpa Wayne's entrance into heaven yesterday and no matter how long passes I feel like he isnt really gone. I still feel like he was just here a few months ago, yet miss him like he's been gone for many more years. I just miss him so much. I miss deep laugh, his chuckle, his hands, his hugs, his eyes and smiles and the way he just loved us all so much....never will his passing be easy. never.
Rudy sprung on me a couple days ago that now I need a passport. I have asked him for 3 months if i need to order one and he has said no. He now changed his mind and I am running around like an idiot looking for all the paperwork to get my passport in time to leave for the honeymoon. I am super excited to see what he has planned....
Vaughn taught me a good lesson yesteday: We were driving home from the sitters and a girl was pulling the trash back to the house, wearing a red hooded sweatshirt with the hood pulled up. Vaughn said "looky mama! Even little red riding princess has garbage too."
Words from a 2 year old that hit me like a ton of bricks. "even little red riding princess has garabage too."
Man, Isnt that the truth!? So good to know I am not the only one.
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