What? Yeah. Dirty socks. And dirty sweatshirts. And holey t-shirts. And shredded, stretched out, dirty underwear. Are you totally disgusted? Child #2 and I were. We found all these items in the donated clothes given to the shelter where we are staying. So, you really want me to dress my child in your child’s old,Continue reading “Give me your tired, your poor, your dirty socks…”
Tag Archives: Anger
Frustration
I had a very bad day today. I was going to write about the dinner I cooked tonight, but that will have to wait until Thursday. I need to vent! You may or may not know that children #’s 2, 3, 4 and I are currently homeless. We are living in a shelter. I amContinue reading “Frustration”
A Hard-Learned Lesson
When I was a child my father had a horrible temper. In fact, he had some pieces to fix in his workshop that he had damaged or broken altogether from said temper. This lovely tradition continued into my own marriage when my lovely ex-husband hurled a crystal salt shaker at the oven and shattered theContinue reading “A Hard-Learned Lesson”
Six Word Story #17
The leaves fell; her anger peaked.
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