I only wish for one thing this Christmas. I want my kids to have a good Christmas. We can't get them very much, but I hope that they love what we could get.
My Papaw is in the hospital and has been for about a week. Congested heart failure and a bladder infection. I guess the bladder infection has gotten so bad that it is making him severely ill. He has to go to West Virginia tomorrow to have a tube put into his arm, so that he can go home. My Gramma will have to inject his medicine into his arm
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The only good things happening right now are the fact that I still have my apartment, that Josh and I are (mostly) getting along fine, I still have a job (that I hate with a firey passion), Josh still has a job (that robs us of our time together), and our boys are happy and healthy.
So, a few weeks ago Josh and I did our laundry at the laundry mat. Mom says, "Why don't you do your laundry here?" Because I can only do laundry when I'm here, and you're conveniently always doing laundry all day every fucking day
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