I'm in a bad way. Psychologically a wreck. Just too much for too long and now Hubby has gone 2 months without a paycheck b/c he loves working commission-only jobs and that's great till it's reallllllly not. And he didn't tell me that till yesterday. The end. I'm done. I was never told there's a time limit for applying for disability, so I missed the deadline, b/c i iddn't think i'd be disabled, who does.... I have been out of the work force too long to get a job even if my body could manage it... let alone the PTSD... My despair is pretty much complete. I'm helpless and without hope.
Anyway, found cute videos of trying to work out with pets, or, well, sorta... Thought they'd cheer us all up a bit. First one is cats, second is corgi dogs!
Hey, all! Let us be thankful we have good things still happening, hwoever smal, okay? (Dahlia typo!)For example, I can still add and subtract in my head.I was at Starbucks. I handed them cash. NEVER do this.It took the cashier and a manager over a minute to try to work out the change due to me. I finally relieved them of their mental agony by letting them know it was thirty-five cents, and...
My 4 miscarraiges do not make me less of a mother, like my thearpist said yesterday when she signed the Certificates of life of me naming my 4 angel babies in heaven, i am a proud mother of 4 they just arent here on earth. The angel of life saw them and said too precious for earth and put them beside God. My babies now have names. William Richard (Richard is dads middle name) Olivia Jean (Jean...