"Ridiculously Miserable."- That's my million dollar phrase of the day.

Not that I had a miserable day, or even ridiculous, for that matter... I just feel ridiculously miserable.

For once I cannot wait for winter, so my allergies will be dormant for a while and confined to only the utmost corners of my house, where I may find some dust. Blah.

Not only am I sick and just miserable, but someone I truly and deeply care for was seriously injured this week. A child I work with caught his finger in a bike chain and they had to do a partial amputation. Due to his diet he has to be on a lot of regular medications, to function as a typical child might, so that means he can't have a decent pain medication. Poor little guy. =(. He was in so much pain today, and he fell off of a swing and scraped the same arm up. But he's my trooper. I just feel so bad for him. He's not himself, and I can't stand for him to be in pain, THAT makes me miserable.

Those things aside my nephew started Kindergarten last Wednesday. I've been working midnights and Afternoons and some dayshifts, picking up the shifts of an injured co-worker, all the while making sure he has lunch packed, homework done, practice writing and phonics, time frames for fun and TV, bathed and into clean clothing, bed by 9, up by 7. And the list goes on... Sort of playing the role of mom, and don't even ask about it, cause I'm not getting into it.

On top of everything else, I'm depressed about the distance I'm having emotionally with one of my oldest best friends, who ran off and got married without even telling me? I haven't talked to her for around a year now, and have no idea why... And some of my other friends have been too busy for me, which never helps either.

As far as that goes, though I've had great news too... Like, Dad's tests so far have all pointed that his cancer is benign, which is great news, but he still has a number of problems. But I'm thankful for the one he doesn't have, and I'm there to help support him, no matter. I love my daddy. Work is going awesome! I love my job, all in all. I'm getting decent hours, working with 3 of the best kids you could ever ask for, and I love it! And I don't make bad money either. My relationship with my boyfriend just keeps getting stronger. Which is never a bad sign...

... I think I'm just ready for another vacation....