On Call

This week has been long, but nothing to exciting. I’ve talk to Karen (Pajama party chick) a couple of times. She wants to know when we can get together. It won’t be until at least May 1. I’m on call this week. That means I’m on the hook for work till then. No drinking or going anywhere just in case I get called. I’ll be walking around like an idiot with 2 Nextels on me. I hate on call. It’s like putting life on hold. I’ve been called out once for 2 hours, which is OK it’s double-time. The extra cash will be good I really need it. The kids are bleeding me dry. Kids cost so much money. They always need something, shoes for dance, shoes for track, money for field trip. Kids are a big responsibility after 13 year I still don’t think I’m ready. I guess a week of no drama is a good week no complaints here.

Life is a Bitch, then you marry one, then you DIE.