No one loves me.

( I was really hurting by 8 PM last night. I do love getting up really early, although 2:30 AM is a bit TOO early. I get so much done. I have so much energy during that time. I am a night person anyway. I have always loved doing things at night, when I could blare the stereo loud and have no one in my way. )

Taylor was being a bit on the 'bitchy' side today--it usually happens on Wednesdays. Wednesday is only a half day for her so, she is pretty bitchy when she comes home. She just hates that routine to break up ( Read more... )

( I had one of those nights where, I had to fight with Molly to do her homework. Unfortunately, her and I have the same stubborn streak. She tries to outdo mine, but she has a long way to go before she gets as good as I am now. Unfortunately, she is giving up on math and science, since no one can seem to help her on those subjects in school. I can't afford Sylvan or any of those private tutoring places, but I have contacted her teacher several times pertaining to her problems in those subjects.

The teachers tell me that, they don't know what her problem is because she seems shy about asking for help. I explain about her shyness (and probably, embarrassment) over asking for help, but I get the old, )

( I never thought the day would come when spring would come in New England. It seemed like the snow had found a new place to move into and we couldn't get rid of it this year.

It has been gorgeous the past few days. With the weather, I have had more energy. I get even more depressed in wintertime. It is worse this year since I moved my office down to the basement. I have one little window on the other side of my desk, and it is on the side that the sun doesn't shine in. In addition, it is cold down here. The thermostat is in the living room so; the heat goes on when THAT ROOM gets cold.

I have a little 'demon' child--Ryan. He is Sean's twin brother. If there is trouble, Ryan finds it. I am on a first name basis with his teacher. I keep waiting for the phone call where, the teacher has been bound to her chair with duct tape! )

Now, my journal says I only have ONE OF EACH entry but, when I go into my 'friends' link it shows double postings. I have no clue why. I only hit the update button once.

Please don't hit me! I surrender! I will try not to do it again!

***SORRY***

( I still find myself becoming upset when I hear the sound of the warning sirens in Iraq. I don't know how the residents can live with that every day. I get goose bumps and feel anxious, just hearing it on the television screen. )

( Taylor's latest fear is the vacuum. I don't know what started, since that was the only way to calm her when she was colicky but she is petrified of it now. When I say petrified, I am not talking about a little show of anxiety and a leery look in her eyes. I am talking full-blown, paranoid hysteria. )

( Taylor came home with a temperature of 102. They called around noon today, so I had to go pick her up. She was miserable and red as a beat. )

( I have been melancholy today--saddened for many reasons and trying to sort things out but unable to do so. )