OMG....

Yesterday proved to be the day from hell. First Bill and I got into a huge arguement that almost ended in divorce because I am a witch and he swears that I am worshipping the devil....all BullShit in my opinion. We fought for two hours, dinner got cold during the arguement and after wards I left just to cool off for awhile. The whole thing sucked.

Then last night my dad's truck caught fire because he hadn't taken it in for the recall notice yet. Of course the arm he shattered in October got some what burned trying to get out of the vehicle. Everything was just terrible.

Then this morning I go to my son's school because I haven't gotten his report card yet. 2 - E's, 2-D's, a C and an A. He did terrible and he is a smart boy. He knows better than this so now today will be ruined by a huge arguement again because the oldest boy got shit grades.

I give up. I just shouldn't be here. Maybe if I were dead and someone else were raising the kids they would be better off. I know I am failing them in almost every area obviously. And I know I can't keep going with the arguing lately. I've had so much of it that I just can't take any more. Every day for a week has been some sort of arguement and of course hubby blames it all on me. I'm the only one that could be wrong....mister perfect couldn't possibly be a massive fucking loser that I have dragging me in the whole deeper every day. It's not like he does anything. He washed dishes yesterday and left half of them untouched. How is that accomplishing anything? I got up today and against doctor's orders I did the dishes because I could not stand looking at my kitchen the way he left it. I'm just disgusted and wish I wre dead I just do't think I have the guts to do it myself.