It's been a rough week.
This week, Jess has been out of diapers. I get glowing reprts from school on how well she is doing with it. Things at home, not so much. She's been sitting on the potty, not doing anything, then getting up, going to some seemingly random part of the house, and pissing all over everything. Twice she's pooped while in the tub. I've spent the better part of this week just cleaning up these so-called "accidents". I have gotten literally nothing else done.
Charolette's in the hospital. She has been all week. The doctors tell us everyday that she won't live through the night. (Charolette is my step-grandmother. She has had Alzheimer's for years now. She recognizes no one, and everytime I visit, she gets violent. This may make me a bad person, but I stopped visiting a few years ago.)
Last night, after Jess pooped in the tub for a second time, I cleaned it up, took a shower, and left Jess with Nate. I drove around for 2 hours, doing absolutley nothing.
I want a vacation.