There is one question that should never be asked of a woman wearing stained (with who knows what, 'cause I sure don't) sleep-pants and a raggy t-shirt who smells of slightly sour milk and appears to be exhausted... especially if she's sitting on a bench in the Walmart pharmacy, waiting for a prescription.
The dreaded question is... "How ya' doin'?" (or any variation there-of)
My answer today? (with sincere apologies to the elderly gentleman who politely inquired after my well-being..)
1)I had a baby 5 weeks ago. This is on top of my other 3 children. All of them are sick and our insurance hasn't come through yet. I get to pay full price for their doctor visits and medicine today.
---So I'm frustrated enough.
2)My fiance is in the field for the next two weeks.
---That's a different sort of "frustration" entirely.
3)My cats have decided that I am their personal scratching post.
---They will soon learn that their assassination attempts will be frustrated at every opportunity.
4) I'm attempting to deal with 2 different lawyers on 2 separate issues and each of those lawyers is in a different county. Neither are returning my calls at the moment.
---That gives new meaning to the word "frustration".
5) My house is a mess. I've spent at least 3 hours today dealing with the vacuum and the dishwasher. The apartment manager says to expect a repair tech to stop by "sometime in the next week or two" to have the dishwasher fixed.
---Apparently the vacuum and the dishwasher dealt with their frustrations by having internal melt-downs.
6) I have only managed to sneak in a single meal today between dealing with the kids, the cats, the lawyers and the breaking of the appliances.
---Even my stomach is being frustrated in it's search for food.
My kids are at home being watched by the neighbor, so this is my first break all day. All in all, and despite the "frustration".... I'm doing great. How about you?
The gentleman seemed at a loss for words, but finally rallied enough to reply with this:
Well, seeing what you've dealt with today... I'm certainly not going to complain about mine!
Sunday, September 9, 2007
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