Not a good day. Woke up at 2:30 with terrible neck/head pain, and because of some strange 'only makes sense at 2:30 in the morning" logic I did not get up and get tylenol. Rather I laid w/ my head on a heating pad for a bit before I worried I would get too warm and cook the baby. Then I laid there and waited for the silence between snoring episodes to end... *sigh* when the alarm went off at 4:30 and I was STILL awake, I made the decision to not go in to school today. Was able eventually to fall back asleep and slept till damn near 7:30.
I am tired. And cranky. And the only good thing about today so far is that I was able to hold back my tears until AFTER I got off the phone with my lender, and also that I didn't display any pissiness towards him either.
I don't know who to hate... him or the escrow or the fucking lazy ass underwriter who he's waiting on. He thinks that we should have the keys before friday, that it's a definite possibility. Methinks that is just not fucking good enough. I just feel defeated and want people to do what they say they will do when they say they will do it. Quit blowing smoke up my ass (I have no proof that is actually what's happening, but I'm pissed dammit, and that's the perception.) and do your fucking job. I think I got my point across about the urgency of the situation (hello, people driving up from tumwater to help us etc.)
I feel dumb for crying about it, but fuck all. I do not handle transition well, and quite frankly; I feel like we've been in transition for the past 6 fucking months. It's wearing me down man. Wearing me down. I'm TIRED OF LOOKING AT THIS: