January seventh-enough

Even the ice is saying no more.

I've had enough... at work dumb ever changing rules, extra responsiblities, less hours, less pay, and no feelings at all.  I know its work and my boss shouldn't be my BFF.  A hey how you doing or whatever small talk as if you matter from time to time....hello.. thank you... ya know. Just things to show your appreciated? Yeah I've forgotten what that would feel like.

Then I come home to smart mouthed children. Who thank me for dinner by spilling kool aid....flipping out...telling me they basically can't stand the sight and or sound of me and going back to hide out aagain in the bedroom where I won't bother them.

Its fine when work sucks but when work and home both suck?  Where's my escape? Its too cold to hide up in that old tree limb, who am I kidding I'd never be able to climb that tree anyway.

I was going to let calgon take me away...but the tub would need cleaned first....and someone else just stole all my hot water.

A week into the new year, and already woe-is-Clorie.