Sitting on the Frustrated Bench

It's been a rough one. First of all, yesterday I awoke at 2am to yelling because apparently my daughter made a shake and left some chocolate spilled on the counter. This bothered me because, though she did leave a spill, she also had previously stood at the sink hand washing all of her dishes and the smoothie maker to prevent her dad from yelling about it when  he came in at 2am! I'll be so glad when she and I don't have to live like this.....


The fussing, on a lower tone because the boys were here, continued on from lunch until he left around 2:30pm. That is 12 hours give or take of slamming the wall if we got loud, stomping his feet through the house, slamming dishes around, and griping about us making lunch at the same time he wanted to make lunch. Then fussing because "either you or your daughter" left sauce on the stove.  UGH! Seriously the 2yr old called him "mean,mean!" 


His being a jerk, stressed me out, stressed my daughter out (to the point that she was stressed in dealing with the boys so I sent her to her room for some 'chill out' time), thus leaving me alone dealing with the boys who picked up quickly that I was out numbered and proceeded to fight alllllll day long. My daughter didn't take any of her home school tests because the day was just too chaotic with him being here. 


To top it all off, none of my microjobs have paid me. I'm owed three pay outs since last year. Nothing I posted on ebay sold this week. I'm down to my last few dollars of spending cash, after taking some from the bank to gas up the car. Now the car needs an oil change and its going to take half of my earnings from this week, food will very likely take the other half,oh and he wants me to pay overage on the power bill since I'm "keeping the kids on his dime" now? That leaves NO savings if anyone is keeping up.


I checked on a lower priced rental. Of course, even with it and saving everything I make from now until this* lease runs out (a whole lot longer than I'd like to stay here), I still fall short. Needless to say I wasn't in the best frame of mind when I curled up in my sleeping bag on the couch. I had nightmares alllllll night long, woke up with a terrible headache, and am feeling extremely sick because obviously the nightmares caused my heart rate to jump thus messing with my digestive system as well.


I have a few friends currently sitting on the frustrated bench. I think I'll join them. At least until I figure out my next move.