We thought 2011 was going to be better, but it's started out very rough. Then we got screwed on our taxes and didn't get the refund we were expecting. Now that Jon and I have both spent an entire year working at our new jobs, we've found out that we "make too much" to qualify for the EIC, which has inflated our tax refunds in years past up to at least $2000, sometimes as much as $3500. Not anymore. Now our refund depends solely on the child tax credits and the childcare credit. It sure didn't amount to much.
There's more to this story, too....surely you didn't think I was finished yet, did you? Our youngest has always been a demanding little tyrant, it's true...but he's almost intolerable now. I know we shouldn't compare our kids with one another, because they're individuals and all that...but good grief, I don't remember the oldest being this way! Maybe it's me, maybe I've lost patience as I've gained age....maybe it's hormonal....maybe it's the stress from everything else combined with the pressure to be a great mom to a high-strung kid. I don't know, but something's gotta give, and soon!
The icing on the cake was today....a complete nightmare of a day. It started off at 6:30 with the youngest driving me insane, whining about wanting some cereal. I got him some cereal. Then he decided he didn't want it. *Sigh* Frustrating, yes. Cause for explosion, no. Then a couple hours went by and he decided that, after all, he really did want some cereal. Let the whining begin. I hesitated at first, and then gave in. Sure enough, he wasted yet another bowl of cereal. I sent him to his room and I went to mine. Mommy needs time-out sometimes, too. I cried for half an hour. Then Mother Nature brought me a lovely Valentine's Day present. Oh, joy. That explains a lot of my irritability. Note to self: Look up PMDD later on WebMD. We'd planned on going out for dinner, possibly to Chili's, where I could relax with a nice meal cooked and served by someone else, and a margarita strong enough to warrant letting Jon drive home. But nooooooo...that was not in the cards for today. We made it about 5 miles, and my beloved Hyundai died in the middle of the road. Perfect. Something to do with the fuel system. Jon thought at first it was a fuel filter, so he went to get one after the tow truck brought the car and him home. We'd had a friend of ours rescue the kids and me, and I'd started dinner while I waited for Jon. He got the fuel filter replaced, and of course that wasn't it. Now he's thinking it's the fuel pump.....oh happy day. Hopefully the one out in the workshop leftover from a previous vehicle will be a match....wish us luck. Just not bad luck, okay? Thanks.
Now, here's Social Distortion, performing "Bad Luck"....
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