A long three weeks
So here at the house, we’re scrounging up a month’s worth of money so that mom can finally finish the freakin’ set of books she needs to finish. That’s not the problem, though.
We can scrounge up the money, there are lots of options, since we’re only trying go to get through one month – but she’s…
I may kill her.
Apparently, while this is something she needs to do (which we all agree when she explained it – we support her entirely) – she does not do well not making money. I wonder if she realizes this. But she’s been in one SHITTY mood since she made the decision.
Half of it might be that she’s scared. But a good portion of it is just old-fashioned bitchiness.
This is going to be a very long three weeks.
