Monday, November 2, 2009


A friend of mine apparently tried to commit suicide over the weekend. Her 11 year old daughter found her passed out on the bathroom floor. I am angry at her, glad she is alive, worried. It is like having another child to worry about, except she is an adult. I am a bundle of confusion about how I feel. But she is back on her medication. We shall see how things go. It sucks to be her.

I substituted at the middle school today. I was manhandled by a little girl with Down's syndrome, yelled at by a very large 7th grader who was made about a hockey game in gym, and told by a 6th grader that I was his arch enemy. What a really fun day.

And my laundry is still on the floor in baskets NOT FOLDED.


Powell People said...

Why fold it? You will just unfold it when you wear it! Sorry to hear about your friend... good luck handling that.

Erika said...

I have given up on folding laundry.