Cocaine

I hate people who always complain. If its not one thing its another. If u have so many issues ,get a bottle of pills and a 5th of whisky, but leave me the hell alone.

Well, right now, THIS is my bottle of pills as well as my grain alcohol. So deal with it.

Friday while I was working at The Crazy House , one of our residents died suddenly. We are not sure why, or what...But she is now on a cold slab at the morgue. That day she had been telling one of the staff that she was going to die today and that her insides were burning. A few hours later, she was found dead on her bedroom floor.

her insides weren't melted, but she did die that day..

So dealing with that has been a nightmare.

Then The Boy tells me he has his parent teacher conference at 5pm. We go...The school is all locked up.

They had no school that day , because of....Conferences, yet, there was none..


By the time I left for work Saturday to the Crazy House, we had gotten a good 5 inches of white powder. No not cocaine.

Mr Shaky shoveled both driveways and all the sidewalks before I left. Whilst at work, it snowed about a foot. When I left at midnight, none of the streets were plowed, the stop lights were not working, and my driveway was all drifted in. I tried like hell to get in, but my efforts proved frutile against the white powder. No not cocaine

I stormed into the house and asked Mr Shaky what the hell he had been doing, because holy shit, he was not making sure I could get in the drive way. He looks at me in shock, and says " I shoveled before u left"

No damn shit....I guess U have not been near a window in the last 8 hours, because there is a drift in the drive so high I couldn't see the fuc*ing porch.

So I sent his ass out at midnight to commence in the shoveling.

Then the dirty SOB had the nerve to say to me.."the reason u couldn't get in the driveway, was because of your driving"

Oh hell no. U just did not say that to me..I have been driving in the snow my whole Golldamn life, don't u dare tell me I don't know how to do it..

So we fought about how well I can drive for a half hour.

Then shortly after I get settled into bed, I hear a big THUD...My Boo Bee had fallen her chubby ass outta bed.

This has not been a good weekend.

So far there is about 12 inches of snow out my door...And its still snowing...We could easily see over a foot by 6pm Sunday.

Right about now some cocaine sounds pretty good..

I hate winter, I hate people dying, I hate white powder, I hate when tots aren't capable of sleeping far enough from the edge of the bed to keep their asses from falling out , I hate it when I cant pull in my driveway....

But I am loving the thought of some cocaine...

I have worked 46 hours this week, went to one non existent parent teacher conference, witnessed grief sticken co-workers dealing with the death at our house, gave out more hugs in one day then I have my whole life, got snowed in, was told I am a retard and cant drive in the snow, made the hubby go out at midnight and make a fuc*ing path for my car....

This is a tip...A free one...From me, to you.

If your spouse is out at work, and you know full well we are under some sort of blizzard warning, and you know your spouse gets home at midnight, please, by all means, make sure the driveways are not riddled with snow and ice, cuz it makes for an angry wife if she gets stuck in the driveway...Really damn angry.

Bee Real