Frustration
My significant other was supposed to pick my daughter up last night. I didn't know he was drunk upon arrival. I smelled it on him and said you are not driving her home. He protested. I asked him to recite the alphabet. He said he couldn't do that sober. I said I didn't ask you to do it backwards. The fight began. He was going to drive her anyway and it wasn't my decision. Oh really. Well, I drove my daughter home and had to leave work. This situation is spiraling out of control. Fast. He is now not talking to me. I don't care anymore. I'm over it. OVER IT. I will be applying for housing assistance today. Hopefully I can land a place that will let me keep my animals. I AM in the country. Even if it's a trailer, this is possible.
Jennifer