Well, I am officialy jobless. Blah
I did make money yesterday cleaning Andrea's house.
Michael is trying to make peace with me. I am not so hot. But oh, well, lets see.
Shelter, calling my mom and afidavit are my today's goals.
How can I make more money?
Need to call Duckie and ask her to ask Zora for whoever's ph. number.
I am definitely going to enjoy being home with Bumpy.
I can "make up" what we lost when he first went to daycare. That was so hard.
Bumpy loves bathtub.
I am seriously concerned about him not having Christmas this year. Michael won't let us do Christmas here. This is a problem. I remember Xmas when I was two. The most magical Xmas ever. It's the first Xmas I do remember from childhood. I want to make it special. But HOW.
Another issue is matrasse (sp). I have to put it SOMEWHERE. Michael wants me to get rid of it. NO WAY. Anyhow, he offered me $200 for it. But I want to have it. So. Will see.