The dust has settled...

If I had written a new blog the other day you would have gotten quite a piece of my mind. But, the dust has settled and so has my mood. Though, nonetheless still frustrated. I was supposed to be house-sitting again this week, but it seems I'll only be house-sitting for part of the week. They believe they are leaving Wednesday. That's okay though, soon--I hope--the rooms will be complete and we can paint and move stuff in and live there.
And I think I may have to switch "sitters" for the boys. It's kinda sad because Elijah has gone to her for about 2 years now. And now he'll be starting the pre-K lessons in September. It'll be cheaper though. I don't think the state is going to come through with the voucher for child-care assistance and I wouldn't be able to afford it otherwise.
I called Michael today to see what happened with him dropping off money. He told me he didn't have any and I explained how I was almost out of diapers and he said he would see what he could do. I asked why he didn't just call and explain that, and he said that I hung up on him the other day. I explained to him that he wasn't letting me talk and kept talking over me and he hung up on me. So I guess what he told me the other day about sacrificing some of his things to take care of the baby is not holding up. Okay, you needed food. Did you really have to buy your month's worth of food when you knew I needed diapers and was broke myself. (I wouldn't be broke if I didn't have to pay the state so much for those stupid tickets...or if I didn't have to pay all that for the baby to have clothes that fit!) He's still planning on going to the side job he was working, so why couldn't he have sacrificed a little and made sure the baby had diapers--they're only $20! I knew this was going to happen...but that's okay, I don't need his help. Hopefully the diapers will last until the weekend and then I can get them myself once money comes through.
I'm just a little disappointed about this whole daycare thing though. I mean, the lady they go to has really started to rub me the wrong way, but now Elijah won't be "learning" anything. I could enroll him into preschool, but I don't have a guaranteed way to get him there and back. Preschool hours are during my work hours. I don't have a car, but I was told if I needed to I could definitely go get him! There's also the option of trying to get setup with another mom or dad with carpooling or whatever. Maybe spend some time at their house until I get done work or dropping him at the office and just walk home with me when my day is done.
Oh well, things could be worse, eh?
*SMILE*