Death by a Thousand Papercuts

While cleaning up around the house I realized that all of our gift cards were gone. All those little stocking stuffer VISA cards that family send you when they can’t think up anything else to send. All of them, just gone. Even the ones to me for my birthday from my mother. I just don’t understand…

If that wasn’t enough for the day, my mother called, and we talked, and rehashed, and went over and discussed the same old misserable topic which was my life. She talked about a conversation she had with our oldest after all this started. According to my mother, my oldest stated that my youngest not graduating wasn’t a big deal. That this was their choice and that they could still move forward with just a GED.

I had been hoping that my spouse had enrolled our youngest in the school’s online program in order for them to finish highschool and not throw away 4 years of work.

If wishes were fishes…