I made it...

Today was my first day back to work in weeks and I made it!
You know, some people irritate me with their stupid questions. "Is your foot still messed up?" If you see a person with a Big Black Boot on the foot that they broke, then obviously, there is something still wrong, because that Big Black Boot isn't the norm. Why can't people simply wish me well and leave me the Hell alone. I'm sick and tired of answering the same questions over and over again. If I don't offer the information, then don't ask. And the dumbest question of all is "When is it going to get better?" And my reply is (with my eyes rollin)..."When God is ready and he heals it!" Please people no more questions cause once my foot is healed I won't have a voice to talk. I already have to deal everyday I don't need the added reminders. Show compassion and leave me alone.

After work I headed straight for the daycare and picked up lil'Thickness! And after a long day of keeping my cool, my own baby almost made me loose it all in thirty minutes. See it's raining and thundering real bad so that means quiet time while God does his work. But nnnooo, this little monster doesn't understand and catches a fit when she can't go out and play. And to top it off she elbowed me in my broke foot. Just the thought of this lil girl makes my head hurt but I still love her.

Well I'm so sleepy right now, I know I want have any problems sleeping tonight. I'm doing everything to keep myself from falling asleep. If I can last until nine that will be great. Maybe I can catch up with my BF later tonight. That will be a great reason to stay up.
I'll let you know how that goes! So until my heart graces the page, Be Easy!
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