I'm still here...

Just swamped under a mountain of laundry, piles of dishes and poopy undies and diapers as I try to train the boy...

Starbucks is still sustaining me and all things that are good and normal. CCAS is still harrassing me and Peter is still not home. He's getting there. He is in classes weekly for anger management, AA and all the other things his lawyer deems needed.

Either way, I don't see my life returning to normal any time soon.....sigh...........

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