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'Tis the Season!

 To be bitchy falalalala, lala la la.

 Stores are crowded with grumpy last moment shoppers. My best friend is suffering PMS. I think the whole wide world around me has just gone crazy.

 I am about ready to find another job. Maybe that should be my new years resolution for myself. Its been almost 8 years at that place. Finally maybe getting health insurance, and I want to quit. I love my job. I just hate the drama. Drama with the boss, Drama with the co-worker. Drama drama drama. I am sick and tired of it. I go to work to make money. That is the reason I am there. Not be be friends, not to chit chat, not to be a backstabbing bitch. I go to work with ONE thing on my mind... Make money, Support your family. Yes I try to have fun and enjoy myself while I do it, because its much better if you can...

 At home. All of my kids are sick. Strep, and for Mr. Bailey, strep AND an ear infections, so I am dealing with that at home, then shit drama at work. I am honestly loving life right now. Its impossible to make everyone happy and I am sick and tired of walking on eggshells trying to keep people from getting pissed at me over things I don't even know I am doing wrong.

 Can we all just say BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH together please? Thank you. Good night. Yes its not even 5pm. Yes its not time for bed, I still have to run and get prescriptions, something for dinner, cook, clean, and so on and so on.... I love being a mommy!!!

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