[katsarecool]

Originally Posted by Random

That this has been the 24 hours from hell and I don't ever want to do this again...


In the last 24 hours...

Our mr. poodie was hit by a car and killed... I didn't want Mitmo to see what happened to her baby, so I took care of him before I even told her what happened... I can't get the pictures out of my head... I took him over to our new house and buried him this afternoon... There was a lil trama to add new pictures in my head... I can't talk about it with her because I need to keep her safe and let the last picture of him in her head be him going to sleep in her arms the night before this all happened...

My storage unit was tampered with... Everything was locked up, but things are missing... Like all the fucking boxes that my son's toys were in... The damn barbies that I collect are still there... But my christmas stuff and my son's toys are missing... My desk was knocked over and the wood splintered and goudged to the point that I just tossed it...

My son's best friends car was broken into and his stero stole... In my parking lot...

My son is packing up his room... what to donate, what to keep, what to take... It's as it should be, but it's feeling like he is leaving all over again.. (which he is)... This new house will be the first house in almost 20 yrs where he doesn't have a room with all his stuff set up...

Then.. my mother has issues with my son's status on his facebook and she calls ME... ugh...

Please tell me that our three is done for awhile... Please?

I sure hope things get better for you! And I am sorry about your dog!!!