Friday.

 I haven’t been wanting to post. Really, there’s a couple of reasons, one, I used this and my other blog to document raising my kids and my life and all the weirdness and my kids are adults. I’ve had this blog for 21 years. That’s a good long time to be dedicated to something and I’m not sure that I want to keep it up. I’ll say goodbye before I stop, if I stop, so that ya’ll aren’t ghosted 

Fun fact, can’t seem to post anything that isn’t depressing as fuck. 

We didn’t get to go away for our vacation. My YM was in a car accident. We stayed to deal with that. She’s fine. But the week was hell. Why? Because my grown ass children are…. Well, let’s just say that I fucking hate that my kid’s generation grew up is such a PC narcissistic cancel culture. Say that something they did was, say, hurtful, and the response is something like “ Those are your feelings. They do not reflect my intention therefore I WILL NOT apologize for something that you internalized as hurtful…. By the way, I’m short on my rent, can you give me some money, because it’s your JOB as my parent to ensure my bills are paid for, my car insurance is paid for, my cell phone is paid for…. But, do not think that your role goes any further than your JOB as my parent, because I’m a fucking adult” that basically runs down how our week with the YM went as she demanded, and I do mean demanded, that we not only fix the car ( remember when that car was mine but she NEEDED it to get to work or the store and she didn’t want to bring it back every time. Ya, that car) and expressly told us how many days we have to get