GOOD:
1) DD is going to start kindergarten next month (more on that later)
2) My job is awesome - I am respected and listened to like never before - chosen for responsibilities, trusted, etc. Sometimes I feel a little bit like Sally Fields at work ("they like me, they really LIKE me")
3) FAX has earned a new title - MAX (most awesome X) - He actually, regularly offers to watch ds when I work Saturdays so that I don't have to pay...where was THIS guy when we were married? Don't know, don't care - point is: If I had to have an ex who put me through as much shit as he did (before, during, and after marriage) he is making up for it tenfold
4) Going car free was a good choice - riding by broken down cars and the gas station make me REALLY really (x more and more) happy that I am out there, getting air and sun and showing my kids another way to do things (dd never asks anymore why we don't have a car - she declares proudly we don't have a car)
5) Got to watch my amazing little girl get a tooth pulled (boo 
) with more style than any grown up ever could! SOOOO proud!
6) FINALLY found quality care! Kids have a good sitter to take them from school to me (cuts miles off my commute) and a good sitter for some Saturdays...no more creepy or over priced sitters who don't take my kids outside on beautiful days! Actually came home today to sitter and ds outside playing (she was helping him ride a bike!)
7) My sister (older) was awesome and kind enough to lend me the money so I could pay my rent - it was really really sweet. I love my big sister and hope that some day ds can appreciate dd that way
Getting a raise at work - didn't ask how much but seeing as how I only make minimum wage right now I am pretty stoked. If I were to list off all of the things I needed to know in order to have this job in the first place - let alone what I've learned so far - I'm torn between really gracious no matter how small the raise and really set to be unimpressed if it's too low (considering)
BAD:
1) I am between 85-95% SURE that my lass asshat 'boyfriend' gave me HPV - this comes with a slough of concerns health-wise that I need to address. Few things make me more miserable than imagining putting the heels up in those stirrups - one of them being dying young...que lastima
2) POOR POOR POOR!!!! I work full time, spend approximately 6 days a week away from my kids and still can barely afford rent let alone all of the backtracking I have to do from the homeless, jobless shit
3) Mom and younger siblings don't talk to me. Actually walked past my job today looking straight ahead like I wasn't there. I said to my coworker - hey there's my mom and he laughed because he thought I was joking. nope. She even missed the little guy's second birthday - that was almost unforgivable (on the spectrum of shit she's put me through - that was low but the last straw)
4) ds and I have had loose stools for a while - I know it's because we haven't been dutifully avoiding dairy (we're both highly sensitive - allergic). I feel that adjusting his diet will be necessary if potty training is to be successful - though apparently he has been peeing in the potty at his new school...
the wtf....well, as I've gone through the good and bad I see nothing but the fact that my goods far outweigh my bads and so now I will have a good evening (I get to sleep in tomorrow!!!!)
