...really really badly. Easily one of the shittiest days I've had in a while.
The only time I left the house was to take the garbage out of the hall and put it in the alley, for the most part my child refused to leave the couch or put clothes on, it fucking rained, every one had somethin' to do but me and I got dressed for no fucking reason whatsoever.
The voices are screaming, the fridge is bare, every time I open up Quicken all my bills blink red and I've been alone, well except for the couch potato, all day.
My apartment is overwhelming again, I think I lost weight which would seem like a good thing except nothing fits including my bras, and what weight is left is solidly in my middle.
I watched the fucking fireworks on TV.
I am not a happy bitch at the moment, and I really need for this day to be over, but it keeps dragging on and on...