Trying to the kids situated for the funeral tomorrow, outfits, shoes that fit, you know..They have had half days all week, too, which has been hard with working, etc. So, XH has them this weekend and I am trying to coordinate when I can get them tomorrow and he will not respond to me. Three different times I emailed and text messaged him.
The more I think about what an ass he is the more I want to let him have it. He takes this crisis situation and makes it about him and his stupid R with the Rat.
The triviality of all this is what is making me sick. And, I am worried about my parents as they will be at the buriel tomorrow with us. My dad has had a bypass and has been dealing with Rhuematoid Arthritis and my mom has lost so much weight due to stress. My brother has decided he is just not "up to taking his family to the buriel" so he isn't going, which gets me upset. My cousins only have us going to the buriel and they lost both of their parents in two years. I know it is my brother's way of coping but the selfishness that has gone on this week is really getting to me.
Here I am..single mom..dealing with all my crap..not complaining and the people in my life with the most money and the less stressful lifestyle "can't deal?" whatever..
Well, the good news is that I have a xmas party tomorrow night. Funeral in the late morning..I drop my kids off with XH and then come home to get ready for party. I just bought myself the most unlikely top to go to the party. I usually do the all in black thing..silk shirt..tuxedo pants..spikey boots..but this year I bought a strapless gold top! OMG! It's so great.
I am blonde so I was worried I would look washed out but I just tried it on and it's great. So, that cheered me up. I bought some funky jewelry to match and going to get some cool gold hoops. Dressy jeans and brown suede spikey boots. Oh, this makes me happy talking about clothes...lol
So, that just cheered me up..
Okay..conference with D10's teacher today..Then get the kids ready to go to dip XH's house.
