Today is not a good day. I want to post on facebook
" I don't give a shit about your new iphone, your trip to the bar, the concert, some exciting locale, Good for you! My van door is broken and won't shut properly, I don't know if it will fly open while I am driving. Hy home is not a safe place to be I live in fear that part of the ceiling, a beam or the front door will crash down on my kids, so NO I don't give a fuck about your remodeled house, your fancy gadget or whatever else you spent money on!!"
I will not do this, it is rude, and it is not their fault WE have no money. I told Chris we need a new van, one that does not leak, one with latch, all doors working and AC that works throughout the whole thing. He told me to get a fucking job, to buy a van, and all the money I make is to pay for the van. I did not take it well. I have been suggesting I get a job off and on for years, the answer is always no, it won't work, it just won't work with his work schedule. If I got a job the kids would go into daycare/after care. After paying for that we would have close to nothing left. Sometimes I feel trapped.