And So It Goes

In my pipe dream of trying to post everyday...here's what you get.

I don't have a job because I spent my time working and had to pay for day care for my kid. Thus I ended up working to pay for gas to go to my job and to pay for day care while someone else watches my kid in a building where germs are running rampant. I worked in day care centers for 7 years, so I know what I'm talkin about. My sis is doing it now and always brings home colds and what not.

Anyway.

After paying for day care and gas and lunch and blah, blah, blah...it's better to not work than to only net around 75 bucks every two weeks and not take care of my own crazy child.

Today, since I don't have a job, I took my 15 year old cousin to the orthodontist. I like doing it cause I get to hang out and talk with him during the drive because he likes cheesy horror movies like me. And my aunt gives me 20 bucks everytime I do it. Not that I ask for it, she just does it cause she's cool. He has to go back in 6 weeks. Next time I'm gonna demand that my Uncle's band learns "Hotel California" so I can sing at their next gig, which will be in about 6 weeks.

Back to my demon...I was late picking my cousin up cause my crack-head daughter takes FOREVER to do anything.

If you put a cup of chocolate pudding in front of a normal 6 year old, what do you think is gonna happen? It'll be gone in less then a minute.

Not my kid.

She was diagnosed with ADHD and ODD. I personally think she has a slight touch of OCD too. Only because I'm weird and have to do certain things a certain way and like to put things in order. But she picks at her fingers and they look like a hyena was chewin on the ends of them!

I guess I really have no point other than I should go to bed. And that even though puttin your kids on drugs seems bad and you don't want to do it...DO IT !

I take a lot less Xanax now that my demon is on her ADHD meds. She focuses better on her homework, I don't know why they have to have homework in Kinderagarten, and she doesn't run around the house all crazy.

She likes it when I read. I could read when I was 4, so it bugged me that my demon wanted nothing to do with books, but I get it now.

I hated reading or studying if I couldn't have music playing in the background. The ADHD makes it like there's 5 different commercials playing all at the same time and they just can't focus.

Sometimes I forget and she complains. Argh. I hate the quiet.

Hopefully she'll appreciate the beauty of Pink Floyd. On of these days.