Oh Jeez I found Ogress' Picture

SANS the hat.
if she wore red it would be a dead ringer.

SO Bite me fickled finger of FATE!!!

First day of job number two. So far so good, the little optimist in me is cautiously peeking out.
Friday was mind numbing. I was a shaking hulk of despair after 8 hours of Ogress' psychoanalysis. On the way home one of my favorite angry songs was on the radio, Beck- LOSER, ahhh "I'm a loser baby, so why don't you kill me?" My radio would only turn up sooo loud, not loud enough to ease my agony.
I am already worrying about how I can tolerate Monday. Pick Pick Pick, and I remain silent to my credit, she says I have repressed anger and I am a very sad person. No she is misreading me I am a happy person and I am merely keeping my mouth shut while she goes on and on about my fallibilities. The look on my face is tolerance tending toward walking out the door. "FIND another care giver OGRESS!"
I guess I don't tolerate abuse very well. This is another life lesson in patience and tolerence that I did not ask for. I am good at keeping silent, but my face looks pained and I can feel that. I need a coping technique if I am going to stand this much longer. I think shorter hours, and I wish she would keep her hands off the chart. She picks over every word how she thinks her progress should be written. Can we just put in PIA? (pain in the ass)?? Angel is not my name.

remember?

When I think about the wind on my face and the ocean air salty and damp, I think about being free and no longer having to work for unpleasant people, or listening to long winded professors.
Am I still going to be young enough to enjoy what I am working toward?

They all like my fuzzy pink robe

I guess "them's black mail pictures", snicker... I told him to wear his own robe, so this is his own fault.
Dain has a nest on the couch and is watching 'Cars' He has Rota virus. I was forced to call in sick today, I explained the situation. I am not sick, but Rota has a three day incubation period, I don't dare expose my client to this virus. She has a compromised immune system, and something like this could end her up in the hospital, or worse.
So I am not going anywhere, I feel like we should put a big "P" for plague on the front door.
Dain is thrilled to be in a nest watching movies and being waited on. The pets like the nest too. No pictures of the sick boy today, poor little guy, he hates missing school. AND Me... I cannot afford to miss work, every penny counts, just when I thought I was going to get caught up on bills and rent. AHHHH well it shall be done eventually... after much groveling and complaining.