It feels like Monday. I should of just kicked the freaking yankee out at Halloween and left him kicked out. The bank account he over drew closed today and now he's having a tantrum over the way I fry food. Idiotic moron. I do wish I'd never married either of my children's fathers. They're way to much trouble to raise.
On the other hand Theresa is doing great. She's the bright spot of my days, it's too bad I kept her father though. OK this is turning into a rant so I'll be going.