I woke up at 7 to work in a cold, dusty old school that's been used for storage the past 50 years moving heavy boxes of antiques and old wooden furniture. It is 2 and I'm on my way to get my first meal of the day and then head to my grandma's to help her for a bit since shes bed ridden from a recent surgery. After that, I have to clean the bank in town and then we head out to the extremely dirty offices and weigh station of a farm. It being harvest season, they will be working well into the night and we have to clean around them. I might get home around 11 to our shitty trailer. The roof leaks, the furnace is busted, we have no cable or internet, and the fridge and cupboards are mostly empty. And none of that will change tomorrow come pay day because our checks will go straight to Bill's and rent. Hope my sob story calmed you down cuz venting made me feel a bit better :)