Today is just another day. Not the anniversary of a person’s death.
Maybe that means I don’t care. Maybe it means something else…
Fuck you.
Fuck you for leaving.
Fuck you for tainting my sister’s birthday week.
Fuck you for everything you did to me.
Fuck you for who you are were.
Today was the first day with the new nanny. Even though I was a bit nervous, I felt much better knowing they were safe at home with our nanny than at the horrid childcare.
To end the afternoon I got a phone call letting me know I would get all of my money back other than the fees for the week the kids were there. Over $600 in fees and tuition I am getting back thankfully.
Now if I can just focus long enough to start studying for the math test I have tomorrow night…
