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What a Loaded Question right now.

 How are you? I get asked it by almost every table that sits in my section at work. They don't really want to know. They want to hear  "Great, and you." Ive discussed this before. But today, when I heard someone ask me I just wanted to cry. I said "great, and you????" With a smile on my face, because well this is work, and you put your game face on, do your job and make money... but how am I? Really?

 I have had the hardest 2 weeks, of my life... So far. That is how I am.

 My teenager is being a teenager. picked up at 2am by police, that phone call was nearly the end of me. Not knowing where she was an entire night. Got a tattoo, yeah... A tattoo. I tell her dad, who is immediately pissed. Then her trip to Indiana has been taken away as "punishment" from this man, and this woman who are hardly in her life. This crushed her, and her sister who does not want to go if she doesnt... It also crushed me. First off, to be hurfully honest, because that is why I blog... I was looking forward to 2 weeks without the teenage girls. Just the little, easy to handle, kids. Secondly because I know how much both girls were looking forward to this trip, since they were told about it. I have always said not to get hopes up when it came to the things dad said he would do... but this time, I really didn't think it would get taken away from them.

 So of course, The child is not too happy with her father, and she said some hurtful things online about him. She is upset and rightfully so in my opinion. Someone who is in your life once a year for a few days, really does not have the right to punish, in my opinion. Regardless the trip is off, she is upset and I am as well.

 SO I have the whole crazy week of teenage daughter drama, I have the whole dad who's not around much, now giving punishments and being hated... And somewhere, somehow in the back of my mind I keep thinking how its been over a month... Since I wrote my dad a letter, and he's not yet given enough of a shit, to write back to me. He's a four hour drive from me, and I know he got my letter because my Uncle told me he has... Still nothing. So how am I? I am stressed out. Sleep deprived. Sad. and slightly on the edge of a mental breakdown possibly. That is how I am...

 School is out and the kids are NOT on a routine at all. They are up too late, sleeping in too late, and fighting constantly. 

 Oh and then at work, I get asked to do something simple, remember to clock out, I thought I had been, swear I have been but apparently not... I got defensive and am told to hold an "adult conversation" which nearly makes me cry at my damn work, which I do not do... There is no crying in Pizza!

 Oh and last night, when I felt it was safe, I was alone to let some stress go, and cry... My husband tells me everything is done and over with and I should be fine, and that I have no reason to cry... As if I  need a reason. I am a girl. I leak. Oh yes, speaking of leaking, its also my week. DING DING DING. Making this the worst.week.of my life.... So far.

 But I'm fine, Thanks for asking. :)

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