There is so much I can’t write or say, but I’m so tired I could cry. My son is homeless and in dire need for help, the step kids are home due to winterbreak aaaand we all have caught the flu and are pretty whiney and tough to be around.
I love all my kids to death, but I need sleep or a wall to wall bed with room enough for 4 people a dog and a cat… I mean it. If the kids come into our bed tonight as well, I’ll be enjoying my first night on the couch. I might anyway af B is grunting and talking in his sleep as if he was trying to persuade me into buying the LEGO tree house.
So nope. We are sooo not saving any money this week. Medicine. Gas for transportation for the doctor and helping my kid. Sugary foods and snacks or whatever people have ordered due to their sickness and lack of appetite. Off course as “the mom” I have yet to indulge in my own flu, and are seen as the service provider.
I had an acute case of asking the pharmacy about this:
Luckily the week is over soon, and… I actually DID save some money. Although spending on stupid things….