Ok, I survived the weekend, but just barely! My MIL is a nut case and you have to be very careful what you say around her, or all hell will break loose and everything will be ruined.

I've been having these dreams of moving far away. Starting over, new town, new schools, new house, new church, everything new! Wouldn't that be wonderful? Of course I would miss my family, and I have one really good friend that I would miss terribly, but I just feel the need to start again. I feel like every day is exactly the same, I have nothing to look forward to except yelling at the kids, worrying about money and trying to make Bossman happy.

Speaking of him, he is in a mood. He gets in these moods if he feels I'm not being loving enough or if he doesn't get enough sex. Luckily these moods pass fairly quickly and all is happy in Graceland again!